A soft kiss or touch,
a slight nudge or two,
all done in hopes of
awakening you.
Your lids lift slightly
and fight back the pain;
for though they’re open,
this shall not remain.
Within a moment,
the battle is lost.
You’re soon back asleep
with the covers tossed.
Every morning
I smile at you
for I love all of
these cute things you do.
