Sweet Morning

I thought about you
​as the sun peeked above my windowpane
​my fingers touching the tip of the bed
​I remembered what it was like
​to awake next to you
​and closed my eyes once more
​hoping to get a glimpse of it again
To see you
looking at me
buried within your thoughts
I'd smile and ask what you were thinking
and you'd brush my hair from my face
and say nothing
​but your eyes said everything
​I'd go to sleep with you a thousand times
​just for that sweet morning.