Wake me, love...

When the person you love makes you up in the morning...

Wake me when the sun

                 tickles your eye lids…

Wake me when the frozen morning air

                 kisses your face and finger tips…

Wake me when the dream you were dreaming,

                  comes to an end…

Wake me when your muscles

                  beg to be stretched…

Wake me when the smell of breakfast

             pervades through the house filling your nostrils…

Open your eyes,

                          stand up and walk over to me…

Brush a strand of hair from my face…

Lean down over me,

     softly putting your lips to mine…

Pull away slowly against your will,

                      as I slowly open my eyes

  seeing your beautiful face…

 

You smile…I smile…

 

You…

 

…doing all this to wake me as I wish…

Author's Note

Well, I wish I really knew what this felt like, hence the ... throughout the poem. Tell me what you think, please.