Waking up with the morning sun

Or without it

I don't mind it

And all the warmth

And the light i seek

Are beside me

Mesmerising

She moists my throat

And plucks my strings

Its tough to rhyme it

I'm indecisive

She lifts her arm

To silence the alarm

And then

She turns to me

Opens her eyes

Oh its time to rise

But she's still holding me

And we still holding hands

Untill the sun

And we still holding hands

Till the sungoes down

Like everything around us

And I still breathe her breath

My creed her bed

No sugar in her coffee

Cause she's sweet as death

When it cuts the breath of a man

Waiting for a lover

In his skies above

There is no god

No sun to shine

A trace of my beloved is enough