The Morning Of

The door is cracked
I walk right through
Lock it back,
This is not new.
Through the clutter
I make my path.
Second door on the left
Say Hello to the puppy
let him out
close the door.
Lie down next to you--
It feels so right.
I want to breathe you in
Hold you close
Hold you tight.
The happiness overcomes
the guilt we feel.
Let go of reality
and enter the unreal.