my refusal to get up

I want to lay here forever
beneath the cloudy mist of sleep blurred eyes
and pillow tousled hair 
I want to stay here
where it's warm 
blanketed in the half forgotten dreams of last night
and the thin sheets of awareness
I want to remain in this place 
between thoughtless bliss
and the tiny urge to go to the bathroom 
here
I want to be
here
where you are with me
and dreams are reality 
and my life outside my paint splattered door
is just a painting
a mindless doodle on a page
or a scribbled out phrase
I want to stay in bed
now why wont you let me?