Sunday Grits

Sunday morning without any reasons

Under covers laughing, joking, heavy breathing

Consistently cuddling without separation

Makes me feel confident regardless of what I’m facing

Without disappointment feeling better than ever

Easy to feel elevated with a woman so clever

Skipping with a smile throwing out a b c rhyme poems

She hates these basically saying it’s an insult between shoulders, at ease

Just missing playful moments without fear of fire, burning attitude or comments then my heart freeze unpleased.

Can we go back to clean combat or peacetime

Training matches instead of live fire gun-downs

Both need a better prescription for our sky.

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