Nightgown

leave your kisses
on my nightgown
I’ll collect them when I wake

olive oil and lemon
will escort the morning steps I take
I will calculate the hour
by the warmth of your coffee cup,
by the dampness of the shower
as soon as I get up

my sleep is deep as the ocean
and my dreams are vivid bright
and even though,
I’ll know exactly when you left my night

so leave your kisses
on my nightgown
even if it seems unreal
my body lays so sleepy
but my soul can surely feel.