At the rise of the dawn There’s an awakening of goosebump A caress on the skin- That arouses a rush of wind A window of joy — I testify The joy through the window — I rely For cuddles everyday- That reels through for the day Her rays of affection- Pierces deep for a connection- For a warm welcome- To every cold that comes. The shut of my eyes- No longer sees dark skies As the light would beam- Like a swell of stream I’m set for the heat- For a long track treat Down every race- Comes the shades I will at dusk dip steeply For a reminiscent quickly Biding time for a recycle Of her endearments cycle