I love waking up
because there are a few
quiet, blissful moments
where my mind is blank
and I'm still in this
state of mind where it's
pure ecstasy.
Then reality sets in
and it's just another day.
It would be much easier
to get out of my bed
in the morning
if I got to roll over
to your face
and kiss the sleepiness
from your lips and watch
your eyelids slowly flutter open.
You'd smile
because you knew.
And there was
plain silence between us
but that's okay,
because we didn't need to say
a single word.
