Sunlight peeking shyly, through blinds neither shut nor open,
Eyes drifting lightly, lulling me, so content,
To take a siesta, the balmy afternoon coerces me,
While I, with my arm around you, feel I am in a wonderful dream.
A tale you tell me, a chuckle escapes my throat,
Away you sweep, a strand of my hair, sing softly a little note,
Laughter loud tries to make its way,
Lids so heavy, sleep makes me sway.
I awoke with a start, finding absence there,
Where you lay, before the sun retired to its lair,
Had I dreamt again of your presence by me?
But in you came with a smile and a coffee.