Out of Milk!

It's dark except for the light coming from the refrigerator. You stare sleepily inside, not finding what you want there. You bend over slightly searching for the milk carton but it hides from you. Your eyes look heavy with sleep so you don't see me standing in the doorway to the kitchen. You don't see my smile as I admire your messy hair, your naked chest & those blue boxers I love so much. I laugh as you jump at the purring cat sliding her body against your naked legs. I laugh louder as you curse rubbing your forehead knowing there'll be a bruise in the morning. I'm laughing so hard, I'm holding my belly lying on the wooden flooring with tears streaming down my cheeks. My eyes are tightly shut, my breathing constricted, my shoulders heaving. I'm laughing so hard I don't see you walk over to me, but I feel you now on top of me laughing with me, holding me close: I never wanna stop laughing with you... laughing with me...