Shining light glowing through
The shades and arriving with bird song
Underneath the canopy of a cloudy tree
Neatly arranging lines on the wall
Nearby I see your little hair curls…
Inched out along a soft pillow top
Near the green glow of an overnight soundtrack
Getting a slow sigh and a stretch pulled out
Comfy blankets laid out in rolling hills
Outside the covers is too cold for you to get up
Now I don’t want to move and disturb your still mood
Tempted to hold this moment long as possible
In this room a certain atmosphere exists
Natural easing back to the waking world
Untill I sit up the whole air will not shift
Insured that I have no reason to move
So that I can dwell here and cherish the calm