She readies me for my day with a smile , helping me to prepare for the world that waits outside our door , and evenings are spent with her recreating me . She heals me exclusively , and sometimes high notes explode spontaneously heralding ecstasy . Special regions allow me to play her musically , exhaustively composing moonlit sonatas with her vocal chords , ending with applause from neighbors .
The sun seems brighter on those mornings , head clearer , mind sharper , expertly spreading happiness with my eyes .
Emotion: Joy