Awakening from the showering sun rays,
Glistening beams stinging my lids,
Knocking the door through my idled soul,
In dubiety answers the gate for the day.

Gushing of air through the nostril hole,
ultimate lead to the long way burrow,
engulfing the scent of the laundered bed,
familiar sweat on the stained sheets.

Burning sensations on my melting skin,
waking my love with my left foot kick,
resting my skull on the stilled corpse,
smother his chin as a departing kiss.

Reviving the love from the dead routine,
the cycle begins like a performed play.