She wakes up from a dreamless sleep,
Empty bed to stare, no one to caress her hair.
Missing his cuddle, just a pillow to huddle.
Morning coffee to brew, memories in a stew.
Walks away to office, with a nice flying kiss.
A lonely silly boy in a land far away,
Waits in the window, watching his beau.
Her lips so red, makes the morning Sun fade.
His insides in a curl, missing his pretty girl.
Still in a trance, treasuring her parting glance.