Happiness is waking up to the murmur of…
… raindrops tapping against the window pane.
…birds chirping away without any strain.
…fall breeze taking away all the pain.
…spring flowers blooming on every lane.
…dew drops marching on leaves, a beautiful chain.
Bliss is waking up to the murmur of that peck on the cheek that shows how the language of love is simple, yet so arcane.
This is my entry for One Single Impression Prompt #107 – Murmur.