Befallen

I woke this morningto the sound ofyour breathing,murmurs echoingthrough the curvatureof my neckdraping it with heat.I reached my right handpawing your beard,whiskers sanding the softnessof me to the slightest touchwhile a smile escaped youwith a "good morning!"I stared at the gentle souldressed in a manrealizingI am passed the "falling" partand havemoved into the befallenlost in La-la Landwithout a returned ticket.I will wait for you to catch upto these emotionsas I think of the nights,the days and momentsembraced in simplicityof ecstasy.I am crazy about youas you have manifestedeverything I've ever dreamtin a partner.

Thank you, darling!