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it starts with a warm bed

then a sizzling sun

as it cracks through the curtains

maybe just one more stir

before you rise

and find yourself scrambling

down the hall

towards a faint smell of morning

you sit, squeezing out

the last ounce of sleep

simmering in a daze

finally, over easy anticipation

and a bowlful of smiles

you are presented with the prize.

she joins you

just happy to share your company

love never tasted so good.

you eat, until your belly is full

then you sit and digest the day.