Good morning, good morning, good morning
A thousand of those and I still wouldn’t tire of being able to look at you face to face
With my, good morning
I say it every day to you
But it’s partially a lie
As no morning is at all complete when I don’t have you by my side
For my
Morning, I mean every day is a blessing, always
But my mornings shine brighter when I’m able to get up, crack of dawn as always
And see you sleeping, even if we aren’t in bed together
Just being around, knowing that I have you close to soothe away any remnants of a bad day
Makes me look forward to every morning from here to eternity
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