Hands of sunlight are what I awaken to each morning
As each finger slowly tightens and caresses, rays of sunlight transfer from you to me
The way you shift in bed still half asleep, and giggle as skin tickles skin
Ecstasy isn't even a word which can describe how happy you make me
Hands of sunlight are what I awaken to each morning
And warmth exudes from each and every fingertip.