The best mornings I awake from a dream of you and me in some past setting. Just before dawn separates my subconscious from my movie-like memories, we kiss sans moral inhibitions, a kiss of twisting tongues kneading each other with so much pent-up passion that throughout my whole day, your lips stick, replaying again and again just behind my open eyes as I clean up all of my animal’s shit, but I love every minute of it because within my mind I’m locked with you in a moment of bliss!