Dear Lover,

Feeling your warm, well actually burning hot body cuddled up next to my last night made ME feel warm inside and out. And now as I sit at my desk, typing this post, I glance over to the bed and see you cocooned in covers I giggle with delight.

Even while you sleep you're flipping adorable!

I watched you sleep this morning. Just for a little while. You thought I was reading but I was actually looking at your face and making yet another mental picture.

I couldn't help but wonder what your face will look like when you're older. I wonder where the wrinkles will form and how dashing and debonair they will make you look. I can only hope those wrinkles are from years of happiness and smiling.

And then, just like that, you covered you face as you always do with the covers and you took away all my fun.

I love you!

Yours with love and hope,