and i think to myself, how much i feel for you as my eyes scan over the contours of your beautiful face, pores, high nose, perfectly plucked brows, long lashes, and goatee.

aaah, yes. the goatee. the part of you i love most to grab, pull, and pet. it's the part of you that puma likes to attack for he probably thinks it's a rat. funny how you tell me that he only attacks you there when i'm not looking. that's my puma. my sweet, little pussy...oh, how i love my pussycat.

somehow, you sense me watching and you open your eyes, giving me a little smile and with a sleepy voice, mutter, "i'm sorry i fell asleep...i'm just so tired." and i find myself saying, "that's ok. sleep."

i pull the throw blanket over him like a loving girlfriend as he generously accepts it. i laid my head on his shoulder as i continued to watch, "harry potter."

my boyfriend....he who i adore on so many levels. i so wish he were here cuddled up in bed with me now on this cold, week night.

i cannot wait to show him off at the company xmas dinner party. my sweet, sweet, smart, most likable boyfriend. he who everyone likes. mr. popular. mr. funny. mr. wonderful. mr. goodlooking. he is mine and i am his.