midnight2
“You’re cute.”
"Don't say that.”
“You are.”
“Shut up,” I rolled my eyes, but
smiled anyway, just to keep
things light.
“You’re beautiful,” you said instead
with a rather wonderful grin
of your own.
“You’re such a liar,” I laughed as
I looked away and rolled onto
my back, only to have you roll
half on top of me for peck.
Compliments get you nowhere,
I wanted to say.
But everything you said got you
somewhere, each and every
damn time.
“Goodnight,” you murmured
pulling the blankets a little
higher as you first kissed my
cheek, and then kissed my
shoulder.
“Goodnight,” I smiled as you
slid your arm around my waist
underneath the blankets and
pulled me that little bit closer;
kept me warm on that single
cold night.
☪
