I stirred, my eyes heavy with sleep, Adjusting to the darkness of our room, Morning is put on hold, Its light helpless against the curtains. I listen to you, sleeping Under the duvet, my hand search for yours Guided by your breath, my lips found yours I laid on your chest and listen to your heartbeat, Being lull to sleep again, by your warmth. Till you pat my head and whisper, Good morning, my love.