Your Love is My Alarm Clock

Each morning starts with sweet surprise,

No need for clocks, no need for chimes.

For by my side, with love so bold,

You wake me up—your methods? Cold.

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No gentle tones or soft embrace,

You poke my ribs, invade my space.

A flying pillow, a stolen sheet,

Or worst of all—your icy feet!

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Sometimes it’s whispers, sometimes it’s screams,

Sometimes it’s "Breakfast!" (I hope that’s not a dream).

You sing off-key, you dance with flair,

You ruffle my hair like you just don’t care.

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Yet through the groans, the fights for rest,

I know, my love, that I am blessed.

For every morning, rain or shine,

I wake up knowing—you are mine.

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So ring the bells, shake the bed,

Pour cold water on my head.

No matter how you start my day,

I’d have it no other way. ❤️