i wonder what it would feel like to wake up to mornings with you. will you have newborn kitten eyes that barely open to meet my face with a wide smile? will your voice be raspy and raw, whispering a good morning in my ear as your arms wrap around my neck, your head in the crook of my shoulder? will you place soft kisses against my jaw that lead to my lips? will you you lay your head on my chest as you tell me your dreams that felt so real but were weird and made no sense? will you climb on top of me, your legs straddling my hips as you give me a devious grin that threatens to devour me whole? will you say you love me and that every dusk to dawn spent in my arms is a wish come true from when you were younger, wishing upon shooting stats?