In hope of more, I rest

  I only hope, now, that you get plenty of rest. For I
know I intend to. Plenty of thanks still drifts over me.
The senses so alert of surroundings that I hope, then
jump.

  Silly I know, for all is sleeping now. No more
surprises will be given. Still in dreams more is
revealed but do not expand on those thoughts. Just
have memories I am fond of. The ones that cause me
to smile and reach into air.

  Forgive me if I recall those moments. They are still
inside head. Don't want to lock away just yet. Just
will file for later dates. Today was one of those days.

  Ah how still I want to ask but I do not. I only pray
for an answer to come knocking on my door. An
open memory left to be interpreted by you, if you
dare. Still not allowing too much to escape lips. Best
to just grin and slip on by, right?

  So happy for that one moment. Thanks for opening
mind to entertain me.

  So now I am placing fingers toward cup and slowly
sipping. Enjoying. Savoring textures, aromas as they
absorb within mouth. Hmm. No. No recall only the
tea, nothing else.

  So here I check a few more things on computer and
then off to bed I go. Uncertain if I get more than four
hours of sleep. So giving a huge hug and kiss on air.
Hoping they reach far enough. Saying a final good
night. Hoping that you whisper the same to me.

  A final gulp. Licking remaining tea droplets from
rosy bottom lip. Hmm a good night indeed, yes?