Waking up early,
isn’t so bad, you can make coffee,
and bundle up, sit in the quiet,
and catch up on those little things,
that you forgot or didn’t want to do.
Then as the minutes wear on;
it suddenly hits you. You are alone.
You look around, your shoulders grow heavy
and it seems for just a fleeting moment
your life just drains away.
Then you remember.
Why you’re all alone,
and you laugh,
and all is right… with your world.
Though sometimes you would love,
to have someone to wake up next too.
Someone to give a nice gentle kiss
and make love to them.
Or turn them over, and spank them
until its 4:30.
Or just turn over
and cuddle with them before,
going back to sleep.