Good Morning

A poem about waking up with the one you love in your arms.

Good Morning

 

I think I can get used to this

Waking up to see your head on my chest

Listening to your soft breathing

As you slumber in the sunrise

And I don’t need my morning coffee

Because the feeling of our heart thumping in sync

Is the only kick start I need

That’s when you look up and open those Bambi eyes

They’re filled with all the love in life

So I guess you could call it a surprise

When you leaned over and gave me a summertime sweet kiss

My God I’m such a lucky fella’

Because even when you have to leave pillow still smells like vanilla

Now that I’ve seen your angel face

It’s with confidence that I can say

That as long as you’re with me it’s a Good Morning