Soon I will wake up again
to the day I next see you
Like an old fashioned photograph
this day will be tinted a sunny rose
Making everything look like a summer's afternoon

Soon I will step out of this bed
and into your arms
I'll stretch pastel roses across your shoulder's skin
with a touch of peach pinching our tongues
We will watch the sun set

And as this sun says goodbye
the stars rise from their daylight slumber
Cold will seep through the soil, climbing the blades of grass
to tickle the soles of our bare skinned toes
And off are we to begin our own solid slumber

Only to find, that soon we will wake up again.