In the not-yet-caffeinated comfort
and the not-yet-interrupted silence
of the not-yet-risen day
I pillow my not-yet-washed-brushed-combed head
inside the not-yet-unwound goose down cocoon
and consider the not-yet-discussed-or-decided plans
while anticipating the not-yet-made love, coffee, breakfast.
I am eager for the not-yet-limited possibilities
of this not-yet-started Saturday.
Eager,
yes,
but
not-yet-ready.
No,
not yet.
You gave me a chuckle with this writing this morning. The whole idea is "cocoonish" and delightful More!
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