So tomorrow, and the weekend

Lately the days vanish. Inside that, the hour you choose to come and see me is something special. I'll bring my energy through tomorrow and the weekend. Tired, wanting an unwinding, wanting a touch of spoiling — come spend a soft hour with Mai. Conversations, slow closeness, the laughing — happy stuff. The heat and the rain are slowly draining; come and breathe a bit. I'm the type who quickly attaches to kindness and tries even harder when complimented. Waiting cheerfully — come see me.