He reminded me of an early morning

When the sun is peeking through the blinds

You're not sure which way is up

Your eyes refuse to wake

Sliding wrists into your sockets to rub them

Then turning over to smile and

Using your fingers to grasp whoever is next to you

Even if at first you cannot remember who he is

You know it is him and he is there

With a yawn and a stretch to stimulate your senses

Puffy eyes slowly opening to take in

Sleepy surroundings but mostly you want to

Wake up to him