I woke up hours ago
Sunlight was glooming through the shutters upon my tranquil bed and sedated body
Sedated by the slowly diverting mist of lingering sleep
On the other side of my bedroom window the world kept busy with their challenges of the day
This side was ruled by silence

I was deliberately keeping myself in the process of waking up, for the seduction of melatonin allowed access to imagination
Imagination of you
Your hands
Your eyes
Your lips
Your breath
Worshipping my shapes, my skin, my soul with your thoughts

If I could I would stay in this state of mind for all eternity
Decades from now the walls of the house would have fallen
The floors would be bare for violation of weather
Nature would have conquered the house
Birds would have settled in its spaces
And I would still lie here
Imagining you