She almost always woke before him,
Just as he almost always went to bed long after her.
Each evening he watched over her while she slept,
Each morning she crept out of bed so as not to disturb him.
She enjoyed her quiet time as she waited for him to wake,
peeking in on him periodically.
On this morning she was restless and could not wait any longer,
Naked and with various offerings she crawled onto the bed and waited.
She watched him wake, open his eyes and smile as he saw his morning present.
From A Cocoon 