Dozen Hurricane Lamps

Voy a meterme en tu cama.

You sound asleep, and for 30 hours did not, so I understand that now you feel like nothing else in the world to be deeply asleep.
I have cold hands and socks on, and you look around a warm body between the sheets and wrapped his arm down. You
less than 1 meter from me, but I'm sitting, and you're lying. The lights are off and only the computer screen illuminates my face. For this, you can see me from the darkness, and I from the clarity I can not see you. You are totally dark, but under Nacho singing, I hear your breathing rhythmic.
I'm typing slowly because the noise bothers you, you wake up and get angry.
Now, now, I'll get up here, do not turn out the screen because you like that one and jump off the screen saver. I'll be in your bed and hug you from back to belly and give you kisses on the hair, the kind that nuisance. But you, you sleep deeply and do not know anything about this.
put my cold hands in yours and you'll find a little jump on the bed and growl. Before
gave a snort, but it was only one and did not complain, because I screamed in his sleep yesterday "will not" and I jump when I have nightmares.
Your bed is as small as mine, and while we fit the two, we're always uncomfortable because I like to be straight, and the problem is that like you too. So why, now when you put here the final point, I got up slowly and put me in your bed, you wake up and ask me to let you sleep, and I will do, and I will be sad but not matter because you're asleep and you will notice. My father woke up in a bad mood.
But nothing would please me more to stay there for 10 minutes, warm my hands and feel that someone else in this room, smiling a little in your hair. This is one of those things not seen but felt. I would love right now tell me why I always say I love you, I love those things, before bedtime.
For this and many other reasons, I will get into your bed.