I am not sure when the sun will come out again but this weather definitely makes you want to stay in bed. Roll around the empty bed, stretching. Smiling. Thinking about ways to call out of work. Maybe not call out just call to say I’m going to be late. Just to enjoy the thunderstorm this morning. The soft rumbles. The heavy down pour. It’s soothing enough to just make the body feel relaxed. An empty bed will never do. My thoughts are always with this man, my lover. My delight. This man leaves me smiling from ear to ear alone in a bed with only thoughts of him.
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