It is on mornings like these that I see you in my bed
sprawling out and waking like a tabby cat in the sun
the feel of your silk pajamas
the feel of your feet brushing against my calves every so often
the shift of your weight pulls me closer to you
And I cannot help but turn around to look at your blossoming eyes
and your shy smirk
glistening in the daybreak light.
And I cannot help but think that if I had one morning like this
with you
in my bed
it would be a sunny day, and I'd be happy.

Along the trees that sit in a twisted path carved out just for me
The wind blows a big gust of air realesed from lungs that rustle the leaves
The stars overhead gently blanket the tree tops and give a brilliant sight
And then I hear them, their strong howls break out beneath the moonlight
And I smile as I walk the twisted path carved just for me
Looking and observing the blur of thick colored coats I can see
The thunder of their paws slapping the earths bed
It echoes, reverberates inside of my head
Oh my thunderous brothers howl the songs you sing
Howl, please howl and bring that joy to my heart you bring