I wish I were small

not thin. small. like midget small.

Then I could crawl into his crib, nuzzle up next to him, and sleep like a baby myself.

It would be lovely.

Since I am not midget small, I improvise.

I let him fall asleep in my bed some nights.
When he's fast asleep I creep onto the bed and lay there next to him.
I watch the rise and fall of his belly.
I listen to his light snore.
I look at his beautiful face.
I fall madly in love all over again.
And that is lovely.