
In the dawn's soft light, I see your face,
Half-awake, yet full of grace.
Your hair’s a mess, your eyes still bleary,
But to me, you’re never weary.
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You shuffle to the kitchen slow,
With a yawn and sleepy glow.
Our morning ritual, oh so sweet,
Where caffeine and kisses always meet.
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The coffee brews, its aroma divine,
A potion perfect, you and I combine.
Your sleepy smile, my heart it warms,
Even in your mismatched pajamas’ charms.
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You mumble words, still half asleep,
A language only I can keep.
“Good morning,” you say, through a sleepy yawn,
As the golden sunlight begins to dawn.
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Your kiss, a peck upon my cheek,
A love so strong, yet gentle and meek.
We share a cup, our morning brew,
In this moment, it’s just me and you.
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Though mornings are not your best display,
Your love shines bright in its own way.
With each sip and every kiss,
You turn my morning into bliss.
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So here’s to you, my sleepy dear,
With coffee and love, I hold you near.
In the world’s chaotic morning races,
I find peace in your sleepy embraces.
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Caffeine and kisses, a morning delight,
With you by my side, everything’s right.
So let’s embrace the dawn together,
For in your love, I find my forever.
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Comments (1)
Awww, this was so sweet! Loved your poem