NaPoWriMo: Day 18

Prompt: an ode to life’s small pleasures.


Eyes deep and dark
communicate more
than all the words I know

Hair light and wavy
that gets matted in parts
during his peaceful slumber

Ears so soothing
to stroke whenever
one of us is feeling stressed

A nose I must kiss
if affection exceeds
my capacity to express it

Breathing so deep
his heartbeat and mine
fall into perfect synchronization

Paws softly cradling
his own sleepy head
or the stuffed toys he calls friends