Rolling over in the early day

And there you are

You look so young

In this good morning hour

Takes me back to our first meeting

So young and naive

To be honest

I never thought we’d make it to today

Yet here we are

Your soft breath on my face

As you lay in dreams

Wondering if I’m there with you

Wherever you may be

On some treasure island, perhaps?

Or back in time?

Place and time make no difference

As long as we’re together

As the house and world start to awake

Still you doze

A soft kiss on your forehead

And I reluctantly leave you sleep

Knowing there are things to do

But grateful to spend a stolen moment

Just watching you dream