sunlight kisses my fingertips

you'll drive slowly up into my driveway

and I'll come racing out the door

my bag swinging behind me in the wind

I'll slide in the passenger seat

a smile on my face and the exchange of greetings on my lips

a smile, a laugh, a grin

and we'll be off once again

music playing in the background

we won't need to talk as the morning grows

I'll rest my head back and softly smile

as I watch the sun kiss your cheeks

in a place usually reserved just for me

oh how I long to hold your hand

caress your fingers

touch you somehow

in some way

to properly express the joy I'm feeling

your eyelashes long and soft seem sleepy as you remain silent

shared glances, locked eyes

the deep brown of mine meeting the kaleidoscope of yours

sometimes pure brown

other times gold and green skirting the edges of your iris

I'll never let go of these early mornings

my breath tasting of coffee

my hair wafting the scent of my shampoo

and you with your own particular scent

slightly stronger from your shower

a scent I've come to recognize and dream about

it's the familiarity of you that I've grown accustomed to

so fast you've taken over my dreams

predictable in a good way

I lock these memories in my heart

the contact that makes it skip a beat

the moments that make it race

keep them close by

and let them out when I'm alone

surrounding myself in thoughts of you

letting them surface as I drift into sleep.