Aro(u)se.

To wake up and know each day that you are the morning prayer on my lips

To wake up and feel you nestled between the stretch of my arms above my head

To wake up and see you hover behind my half shut fluttering eyelids

To wake up and hear you in the rustle of creased bedsheets

To wake up and drink you like the first gulp of water on a parched throat

To wake up and inhale you like fresh morning air with a tinge of few in it

To wake up with you. Everyday.

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