sleep over

the sun comes
up too early
in the morning,
it climbs
in between
the blinds,
filters gently
through
the sheers,
it appears
when i want
more sleep,
when i want
the night
to continue
with you lying
next to me
in dream,
warm and soft,
your skin silk
and still
against my rough
watered sleep.
i hold onto
you to keep
me afloat,
above the surface
of a deep
blue night,
i dont mind
if you leave,
but i want you
to wait,
just wait
an hour or two
longer
until i'm safe
at shore, and
your lips
are touching
mine.