morning

As I turn your face is there,
your eyes are deep and enduring,
like tornados right there on my sheets.
Your hue is almost comforting, just a little more
and you'd be tan.
You're head asleep on the pink makes me safe,
makes me sane.
Waking up, seeing you and curling into your arms
is the safest place I've ever been.

As I turn your face is always there,
next to me as always and comforting as always.
Thank you for loving me,
I never thought I'd be loved like that.