I woke up the morning with my eyes
and let you in through my disguise
you shivered stepping on the wet grass of the
front yard with all the toys spilled out like
the bones of a child

you smiled

and you leaned towards the sun so stubborn
with arms of desire tattooed on inside while
I sat on my bedside and realised
that you are the tree of my life, and when I breathed you in
you breathe me out

I love you I think that I said
a gesture of wiping off all of those mornings of empty beds and
you, barely turning your head, you
smiled like an Adonis towards this early cold
broke of a dawn
in silence

I dropped my shoulders
with the sun breaking through my eyes
and let the morning air fill me
inside