awake, awake
awake to the sound of a sigh as gentle as a butterfly on a breeze
awake to the light of morn breaking 'neath the blind and creeping quietly across the gray-lit room
awake to the silhouette of soft curves before me, my mistress' beautiful form
reach
touch
trace
caress the curve of morning
embrace the light of new hope
breath deep the butterfly's sigh
awake