Sunday, August 18, 2013

Papa's kisses

Though eyes shut and lips sealed
In secret, I'd often awake 
As you would come in some early mornings
Just to greet my sleepy head
With the softest, sweetest little kiss

Though I am a stubborn sleeper
Maybe the crankiest ever made
You could only wake me 
In such a way that I am infinitely happier
Than I ever was in my dreams.