Doctor, My Eyes
by Jackson Browne
…was I unwise to leave them open for so long?…
Waking up with him Sunday morning was even more wonderful than Saturday.
We woke with the sun. I started stirring about an hour before he did, fading in and out of dreamland, enjoying the way he felt laying next to me, relishing the comfort of the bed and the warmth of the blankets.
My head fits perfectly in the nook of his left shoulder.
So much so, that my neck doesn’t start to get stiff or my arm underneath doesn’t fall asleep. In fact, it’s so comfortable there, I can actually fall back to sleep in that place.
(A week later, TC still wakes up with thoughts that I am cradled there on his arm.
Perfect. 😉 )