As I wake up, remembering last night,
a smile fills my face.
I turn around, only to meet his calm look.
Eyeing his fine body as he just stands there,
graceful, full of peace.

I throw the covers off of me,
a wave of cold hitting me as my feet touch the floor.
He takes a peak as I put my high heels on,
reaching out right when I leave the bed.

He falls back in bed while I daze off,
looking at the full body mirror across the room.
Snapping out of it, I slowly get out of the bedroom.

Roaming around the house, I find myself above the living room,
a big wooden balcony under my feet.
As I decide to head for the kitchen, I can hear him coming.
Striking a pose, I just stand there, looking away,
waiting for his soft touch...