This gap is but space

A poem of a LoVe

I roll over
in the morning
smiling,
excited

to be alive
to be next
to you.

a tickle or two
a little slap
on the bum.

Grasping your
nakedness
I roll atop of you
giggling gazing
into your eyes
deeply

One day
this will be so
time to learn
to ready for
missions
of compassion

This gap
is
but a mere
space

you are
already here
in my head
and heart

I feel you
and it makes
me glow
with love
for all
and one