All We Need

Someone to wake up next to on Sunday morning. Someone with messy hair that doesn't feel the need to spring out of bed to fix it. Someone who likes you and wants to share coffee with you, later you'll both take a walk together. The Sunday papers might go unread as you both decide to rush home fast and waste a perfect day of outdoor weather, by heading back to bed.

We just don't need much. Funny how happy isn't all that far away. It's just at the end of my fingertips. Shhhh ... quiet now. I'll show you, as I trace the space -- the place where your mouth starts to turn north into that sweet smile. Everything else can wait.