Joy

If the night feels too cold
turn to me and lightly kiss me.
I will wake to hold you close,
to warm your skin until you're sleeping.

And I'll keep you close to me
knowing that for you I'm living.
In few hours dawn will brake
and I hope to find you here.

You are all that I could need -
gently smiling - still so strong,
so prepared to live this life
with all its beauty and misfortunes.

Morning came, again you smiled
opening your eyes a little.
I am here, love, let's begin -
a day with you, a day of joy.

Kalin Toshkov Staikov, 2009 ©