When I wake up and feel the sun kiss my cheeks
and my body slowly wakes up,
sore and cold from a disturbed sleep,
the first thing I think of is you.
How I wish you were there to kiss me
instead of the burning sun.
And how I wish you were there to wrap your arms around me
instead of the cold, stiff blankets.
Oh and how I wish you were there to ease my aching bones
instead of the harsh breeze that comes with sunrise.
The world is cruel,
it disturbs your sleep with monsters and demons
and then wakes you with piercing cold and aching bones.
There is no serenity that comes with sleeping alone.
There is no joy or comfort or fulfillment either.
All it is is lonely and disappointing,
because there is no one to catch you when you're falling into a nightmare.
Oh but you're all the beautiful colours of the sunrise;
sparkling gold,
rosy pink,
sunburst orange,
daffodil yellow
and crimson red.
All painting a masterpiece in harmony.
And you're all the wonderful feelings of the sunrise;
bursting joy,
homely warmth,
comforting peace,
endless serenity
and perfect love.
All joining together to make the morning bliss.
So, my morning bliss - where are you?
To wake me from the nightmares,
to smother me with your warmth,
to comfort me on a cold morning,
to whisper 'good morning',
to let me sleep longer if I please,
to wake me if I sleep too long,
to watch the sunrise together,
to kiss me awake.
Where are you?
//p.s.
