Spooning

Will you be in my arms as the birds sing their morning call
Your heart, Will it beat the same tune as mine when the dawn breaks
I think they will always beat in time
I imagine you in my arms
as we drift in and out of slumber
your hand in mine as we spoon
feeling my breathing upon your neck
My arm wrapped across you like a shield
to ward off enemies of the night
Our hearts slowing down after racing together
from lovers nighttimes activities
I feel it's beating from within
a slow calming rhythm
though I cannot tell
if it's mine or yours as it's as one
as it should be