i tried to write something that wasn't rhymey...it has a title but i won't tell you what it is...::::

a cold whisper snaps me out of my dream
i look out the window to see the spidery fingers of Dawn
she points out a figure in my bed
but it's not me
the familiar female form forms a figure
i recognize
the covers cover her
the covers cover her
the cover covers her
i remember
the dancing shadows politely ask for my hand
i bow down
low enough for my head to rest on the pillow
and i'm asleep once again