Dreams pierced by a
deafening siren of what many call–
an alarm.
Eyes pry open
Light spills
Lids touch again
Body yearns for another second in comfort heaven
Mind longs for smell of toast, breakfast in bed, kiss on cheeks
But my lips smile
to waking up in the warmth of what I call home.
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