Poetry: Good Morning

It's morning time and we lie in bed
I can't help, but to shed a tear
Because she looks so beautiful

Her hair swept to the side
With the greenest eyes
I'm so in love, it's sickening

She has me right where she wants me
Taunting me to play with her feet
Each morning we spend together

It's magic, and I cherish every minute
She pulls me close and says,
"I'm all yours, so what's next?"

Face to face like we never left
I told her, "You need a toothbrush
To slay your dragon breath."