Dawns

At 3am
your cracked lips
woke me;
a slither of morning
across your breast

how
you interrupted
your dreams to
clamber atop
me

how
did I deserve
your hands splayed
across my
chest

and wordless
murmurs hung in
the air

how
to feel the warm,
whole bray of love
for the first time

this undeserved
morning.