Rain On the Roof


This makes me wish for a lazy afternoon to snuggle. This one’s from 2015. I hope you enjoy. ❤

Penny Wilson Writes

rain-roof-june08

I’m in that warm, soft, sweet spot between wake and sleep.  I’m drifting, weightless.  I hear the soft pattering of rain on the roof.   I can hear your breathing, softly, beside me.

I want to stay in this limbo, drifting, floating.  But the sounds of the day continue to intrude.

You turn in your sleep, throwing an arm over me.  You pull me close.  I smile, snuggling and pushing back into the curve of your middle.

To know you want me close, even in your sleep, is the reason for the smile on my face.

I’m drifting again.  You surround me, encompass me.  I can smell the rain, the grass and your skin.

This moment… you, me and the rain on the roof.

View original post

4 thoughts on “Rain On the Roof

  1. Hmm. This is sweet and mesmerizing. Why do we always think about love when it’s raining, I wonder.

    Hey, it would really be awesome if you could visit my page, don’t hesitate to connect with me, I am Ragazza. 🙂

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.