You may say I am a dreamer

The morning that woke me up
With the caress of a lover
Gentle .. yet bold the touch of first rays
Awakening my senses out of the cover

You may say I am a dreamer
Yet my eyes could see it all
Drooped down to capture it
Before the moments could fall

The softness of the breeze against my skin
The sudden chill folding me in its arm
Moan escaped my lips
And dewdrops enchanted me with their charm

Warm smell of sunshine
Mixed with a heady scent of coffee
Warming my cold cold hands was

A hot cup of black liquid glossy

 Enraptured by the simple joys of life
I stood still... couldn't find a fault
A single drop of wetness touched them
And my lips tasted salt