It will be so nice

8:24
the red digits
of the bed-side
clock read,
I look to my left
and see the sheets
moved on your side,
I'm about to get out
of the cosey warmth
of the covers,
when you walk in the bedroom door.

Carrying a tray of food,
eggs, sausage and bacon
to get me in the mood,
with a glass of orange juice on the side,
as you climb back into bed
I kiss your cheek
and you go rosey red.

Once well fed we start the day,
kissing each other
as we exit the apparment,
to go to yet another day
at work,
I love my job, but even so
I find it hard not to think about you,
the woman of my dreams,
I just think about the way
your eye sparkles and gleams.

Come home to find you still at work
so I put dinner on,
It's a friday so I set the table
and open a bottle of red
to go with the steak and veg,
gammon, your favorite,
I light some candles
and dim the room.

As you return through the door
and throw your bag and coat on the floor,
(which I know you'll pick up later),
I emerge from the dinning room
and walk over to you,
and hold your waist
as we're about to embrace,
I tell you you're beautiful
even in your scrubs.

After dinner you put on some pj's
while I put on a film,
and then we lay on the sofa
and enjoy the quite bliss
your head laying on my chest,
the candle light beginning to fade
I begin to reflect on the life we've made,
and give a little smile to myself
as I remember something I said when I was 17.

It will be so nice growing old with you.