Waking up with Sunshine
Posted on: October 6, 2013
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Waking up with Sunshine
What do I care if the weather outside is gloomy, cloudy, rainy… All I care is to wake up with Sunshine by my side.
The best time of the day is to wake up and watch Sunshine sleeping softly. She hangs a slight smile on her face: She feels that I am looking at her…
What do I care if my day was hectic, turbulent, nerve wracking… I am living the day with the joy of meeting Sunshine at home.
Best time of the evening is to see Sunshine snugly sitting in her favorite sofa, legs tucked , reading a book, feeling comfortable and at peace with herself…
“Preparing dinner together is a joy
Washing dishes together is a blast
Vacuuming the carpets together is a trip
Sunshine is free to go anywhere she likes, work at any job she prefers, change to a dinner dress, strutting in front of me, not waiting for my comments. She is glamour incarnate and knows how to do the best of her tiny wardrobe. She has a body that fits and the skin that matches with all kinds of colors assortment…
Sunshine does not slam the door. She leaves without telling me where her night will take her about… She is investigating the corners in the city, to surprise me on weekend nights.
All I care is that she tells me: “I’ll be back at midnight and won’t come in drunk. Not without you around…”
I can wait for Sunshine to return: I have plenty of small tasks to do and finish, to keep me busy and alert… the scent of Sunshine flooding the place
Sunshine barging in at exactly midnight, occasionally she wait outside for midnight to chime, a sight of wonder woman.
A fresh zest of energy emanating from her, enveloping me with powerful radiations many feet around her.
Proof that my presence is Moonlight to Sunshine.
Soft light can live contended in the shadow of the hot Shine.
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