this morning

10am. we woke up too late. the choir hymne of the sunday morning church waved from my window.
nothing else make any sound but that.
he hugged me close and laid on my chest.
"babe, i have to feed the cats." i said.
"don't."
"babe."
"they'll survive. don't go."
we cuddled, my mind was wandering. work, cats, chores.
suddenly it's 10.30.
"i can hear your heart beat." he's mumbling, half-sleeping. "i love hearing your heart beat. gives me peace."