Dragon Days

The days can get quite long,
And drag themselves along.
But there's always after hours
To charge up that those quality powers.
And then we have the end of the week,
A time for which we often seek,
Because it's two days of rest,
Though three days would be better, it's still for the best.

And here I find that my face misses
Those sweet looks, those tender kisses.
And my body craves for mugs
Filled up with your loving hugs.

And my heart flutters away like a flock of birds
To hear you talk with your gentle words,
Especially those words so true,
When you tell me, "I love you."