sleeping

i like that you blow me kisses even in the middle of the night when you are mostly asleep.

mine

one year with a dance at mighty, a first kiss outside nic-nacs, cold evenings of too clovey mulled wine, all the beards and then suddenly non-beards, one long summer and a winter of late night banoffee pie.

i'm yours. thank you for being mine x

the letter x

i found an entire alphabet to give you a kiss.

kisses

you kiss me a hundred times a day.