So the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man’s ribs and then closed up the place with flesh. Then the Lord God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man.
Genesis 2:21-22 (NIV)
Too soon we will hear the rooster crow. Too soon we will throw off the dreams and sighs of the night and face forward to a new day. Too soon we will fill our cups with steaming coffee, fragrant coffee. His will be black; I take mine with cream, thank you. Too soon he will put the uniform on, the zippered, velcroed uniform with his name and the flag and the pins and the badges. Too soon he will be official again, and will walk with the measured step and straight back. Too soon I will feel his goodbye kiss on my lips. Fleeting warmth, already a memory.
I can feel him breathing next to me. I reach over and press my body into his. Hip to hip, knee to knee, spooning; I store up the feel of him next to me like a miser. I know that he is awake; we melt into each other in the early before dawn. Before the alarm. Before the day begins.
Linking with 5-Minute Friday
It's only five minutes with a prompt. What you start with is what you get because there's no time to change your mind. Lisa Jo Baker has been hosting this link-up for a lot longer than I've been blogging. This week she is passing the baton to Kate Motaung. The prompt is "Begin".