Sleeping with your arms around me,
And your breath on the back of my neck,
The warmth of your body
Replacing my need for any blanket
The way my hair completely drowns you,
But you don't mind
I jolt awake at the usual feeling of falling
But your arms remind me
That there will always be someone,
Something holding on to me,
Even when my body has stopped fighting gravity.

Your lips gently whisper
Good morning upon my cheek
And I'm reminded that
no matter what happens today,
Tomorrow morning will begin
The same way.
And that makes everything okay.