I work from home and have no commute, so My Beloved often leaves for work before I rise in the morning. That leads to a morning ritual that I love:

The Dream-Kiss

Asleep in our bed
So soft and warm.
A gentle touch
On my shoulder
Tells me she’s there.
My head slightly lifts
Sleepy eyes barely open.
She kisses my lips
Whispers “I love you”
Then is gone.
–Russ Towne

About russtowne

My wife and I have been married since 1979. We have 3 adult children and 4 young grandsons. I manage a wealth management firm I founded in 2003. My Beloved is a Special Education teacher for Kindergartners and First Graders. I'm a published author of 23 books in a variety of genres for grownups and children. In addition to my family, friends, investing, and writing, my passions include reading, watching classic movies, experiencing waves crashing on rocky shores, hiking in ancient redwood forests, and enjoying our small redwood grove and fern garden.
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17 Responses to Dream-Kiss

  1. billgncs says:

    the importance of your love is that it is a model for your children and others to see what true love is.

  2. billgncs says:

    how will others learn love if they never see it modeled? my wife would have to title mine, the dream snore ( sigh )

    • russtowne says:

      LOL! Snoring is sometimes one of my “features” too. The “good” news is that My Beloved and even our dogs join in on our nocturnal “song”. It is rarely a good idea to be the last one asleep in our house.

  3. jiltaroo says:

    …like a flitting fairy goddess. How beautiful.

  4. That’s so beautiful Russ.

  5. Awww that’s so lovely 🙂 Could make a great song! Hmmmmm

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