Cornflakes and You

I love cornflakes and blue shirts

We sit in the middle of your bed
Eating cornflakes
Laughing
Over milk dribbles
I sit legs crossed
Wearing a blue shirt
Yours
Two buttons
Strategically closed
You chuckle at me
So modest
Making me blush
Again
You lean forward
And kiss me
"What about the cornflakes?"
"They taste better in the morning."