As I lose myself in a rolling ocean of blankets, I can't help but wonder who I'd one day share these early mornings with. The sun flowing in, and the crisp morning air breaking through the window we left open the night before. Without words we'd tell each other "I love you" encompassed by that gentle quiet you only hear at that time of day. I'd know it'd be a good morning because I woke up with the one I loved. Such is so sweetly beautiful, the bond one shares with the man she loves.