Early morning I see your face
This is where I belong, No other place
Morning coffee, Waking pace
Start the day, Another rat race
Going out, Things to do
People to see, Thinking of you
Daytime ends, Night time comes
Then slumbers sweet embrace
Sleep settles in, I see your face
This is where I belong, No other place
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A sweet poem! Talks about a lovely affection. I like your use of repitative ornament in 'No other place', having mentioned it in both the first and last stanza as well as in the title. A simple poem with sweet command.