Eyes, open and I speak to you, yes, each morning.
Even, without a warning.
Each morning, I speak to you with love.

Just to see the glaze in your eyes.
Just to see the brightness of your smile.

Each morning, I say I love you.
Like each night too.
That's what those in true love try to do.

There is no certain routine to it.
Or any command to do it.
I just have to stick to it.