Sunny Side Eggs

Skirt raised, shirts off, lips pressed, tongues tied. And the Sheets are rustled, our hair is messy, and oh god our clothes no where to be found. Waittt a minute...backtrack a bit? DING! Phone. Notification? Who's this? Oh cute. Wait who?? Lights dimmed, headphones on, music loud, what is this song?? Need more pictures, need more info, his lips pressed on mine, head buried in his pillow. Wake up in the morning, hand in my hair, head on his chest. Need "how do you like your coffee?" Need "what do you want for breakfast?" Need "want to watch something while it's cooking?" Need "mi casa su casa baby! Make yourself at home." I need need need you like a plant needs the sun to thrive. I need need need you to stick around and see how my smile can shine the more you swing by. I need this to be more than one night. I need this more than many things in my life. The joy that harbors in my body has been set free. You have set me free. And I'd do anything to let you see the importance of that smile. That good morning sunshine text. That hand on my waist as I hum our melodies while we sway in the kitchen light. That. That is what I need. So when I say I need you, I mean I need all of