Early morning heaven
I wake up, feeling your warmth nearby
stretching my arms around your neck,
yours holding my waist
like the most precious thing in the world.
You tug me,
I thud against your chest gently
forcing my sleeping-eyes open
just to recognize your face;
Eyes closed, lips curving
dreams playing under your eyelashes.
I lie contentedly
watching you from behind the curtain
cheering on your enjoyment of all things
belonging to that other world.