Stretching the boundaries

Frosted window pane —
Tracing the constellations
on your bare shoulder

Haiku 1.9

Dawn pettily creeps
through my window each morning
stealing precious sleep

my eyelids sewn shut
with remnants of vivid dreams
struggle to be free

last valiant effort
seizing the magic potion
I finally wake up

🙂 it’s an IV the coffee morning!