Not Nothing.
When I wake in the morning, there's something I often think about. Nothing important, exciting, lusty, or urgent. It's just a small thing.
I think about the hair being swept away from my neck and a kiss to the bare skin below my ear. The sound as someone inhales the sleepy mottled scent of me.
OK, I take back the 'nothing important' part. Feels pretty fucking important after all.
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I agree, it's very important. Every morning before I leave for work, no matter how asleep she looks, Mrs. J gets several such soft kisses on the neck and cheek and an "I love you baby" whispered in her ear. The day wouldn't feel right for either of us without it.
Of course, then I have to go around and kiss all four dogs and whichever cats are around, but that's secondary.
Forgive me while I enjoy the thoughts of what must be one of the sexiest things in the world. Neck kisses are the best! I'd sell my soul for some! Mmmmmmm!
The last kiss I give my boyfriend at night is on the forehead (and for some reason I like giving the front of his shirt a kiss - his shirt always "thanks" me - ha!)... he doesn't understand it. I tried to explain that being a mom and kissing someone on the forehead means you love them... A LOT, you wish them goodnight, it's just SWEET and secure.
Cindy
Isn't it amazing how it seems like such a small thing until you don't have it . . . those are the "little things" that I miss, too.
XO
it is the little things that matter most. unless we're talking about penises, of course. which we aren't, so i'm not sure why i brought it up...
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