Good Morning and Good Night

I live for the days when I don't wanna go to sleep,

And I can't wait to wake up.

These days come maybe twelve times a month,

Therefore being the only days I live for.

When I wake up earlier than any other day,

I stretch my warm body into an eventful morning.

My car drives around bending and twisting streets

Anxiously awaiting a stop where he rests himself.

I lean over him on the cozy leopard-print sheets,

Kissing his forehead.

His angelic eyes open and he shows me a happy smile.

His lips kiss mine

And his arms pull me next to him.

There we lay, in each other's love.

I wake up every weekend morning for this;

To fall alseep again in his arms.

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