My Morning

She whispers into my ear
Soft but I can hear
She wakes and stares at me so
animatedly
quite laughter in her eyes
Echoes in my mind
Fairy daisies on her door
Rumpled bed, And filtered
Cigarettes
The morning sun sprayed on her walls
Naked li… mbs. In the shower she sings
I smile and lay in dreams again
And again