While watching TV like a slouch,
love can be made on the couch.
Or while eating tacos in candlelight,
or an extra kiss when saying goodnight.
Bad breath be damned, it’s the sunrise,
I kiss her cheeks till she opens her eyes.
Good morning’s shared and our day’s begun.
We need no plans cos everything’s fun.
We’ll relax in PJ’s, our hair a mess;
we’ll sip some coffee until we dress.
Smiles are traded with every glance.
But I smile less when she puts on her pants.
Laughter’s abundant with the joy we’ve found.
Our harmony’s felt with every sound.
Yes, love can be made most anywhere.
Just two things needed then blended with care.
In love we’ve fallen and we’re in deep.
I dream of you while you watch me sleep.
Nightmares now in the past, our future’s now in view.
My eyes now wide open, each day I wake with you.
Time once again for your morning hello.
This poem’s for you so my feelings you’ll now.
I rhyme for you to show my love is true.
And I’ll show this love every day anew.
I woke today the sky was gray,
not a speck of blue in sight.
Plans may change or rearrange,
though together the day’s bright.
The sun will set with no regret,
and in your eyes I’ll see starlight.
Evening embraced with you I’m graced,
till dreams follow of our day’s delight.
Morning’s here, no words in view.
Though the day’s young and I’ll think of you.
Thinking of you and the things we do.
Not just sneaking kisses but other things too.
Ocean breezes howl, the seagulls soar.
Frigid waves crash on the rocky shore.
Yet the morning mist rises above it all.
And foggy eyes see everything’s small.