Michael P. McParland
Sweet Afternoon Snuggles - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Out of a cozy and soothing shower
my head is not hurt and I am feeling mostly better.
Having had to call the doctors again
to call into the pharmacy that was a bit stressing
and now I wish you could curl up in my arms
and get so very cozy and together
we would in each others arms get so very comfy.
We could spend this mid afternoon
just talking and snuggling as the stress melted away
for a bit before we had to go out to pick that up
and figure out something new for dinner
because what I had planned has not thawed at all.
I wish you were here for afternoon snuggles
with sweet kisses and nuzzles and tons of smiles.
Sweet afternoon snuggles are what I will
be dreaming of as I sit here watching a movie
and possibly going about a few small chores.
I'll be sending you all of my hugs and kisses
filled with love and warmth straight from
the tender depths of my heart and soul dear.
Sit back and dream also of your Michael
so tightly and lovingly holding you close
giving you my loving smile and loving looks
with big kisses so sweet and passionate filled with true love.
Thinking of this afternoon filled with sweet snuggles
so good are what's keeping me afloat in this winter day
that I must be spending without you.
Oh my sweet Kira feel me so strongly
right there beside you giving you my big hugs
of deep warmth so very tightly and my
sweet kisses of pure love so very deeply.
Know that I'm with you forever and always,
God bless you my darling and remember I'll never leave you
because I want with you and eternity
of the sweetest and most loving snuggles.
See and feel my sweet looks and let them
truly touch your sweet precious heart
and never ever forget that your Michael
is beside you to never part.
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