Dearie came over to accompany me. Had a nice time snuggling in bed, listening to smooth instrumental music. Kevin Kern's to be exact. And here I am, trying to start my revision for the papers. Staring at the computer screen, waiting for something to happen. Sometimes I wonder what's my studying style like? "Last minute" seems an appropriate choice of word to describe. But well it's now the final two papers before I can officially say I have graduated from university, and possibly, graduate from academics studying altogether. Worried yet I couldn't wait for these all to be over. So that I could better concentrate on my new career, tuition, and of course to spend more time with her.
Here's something I wrote few years back, while she's asleep. Oh, and she's now sleeping soundly on my bed. :)
Written While She Sleeps
A figure curled up,
Seeking out warmth.
Cold air blowing,
Her long hair flowing.
A sweet face peeking,
From under the covers.
Heart-shaped lips,
Pursed as she quietly sleeps.
She stirs,
My heart skips.
I look at her,
Longing to kiss her lips.
Lush vocals of Emi Fujita,
Lullaby of piano and guitar.
May my beloved dearie,
Be dreaming of me.
May my beloved dearie,
Be dreaming free.
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