I creep down the stairs.
Put the coffee on.
I tried not to wake you
But here you are all rumpled and ruffled.

Put the coffee on.
You are too much for me to hold on to.
But here you are.
Good morning.

You are too much for me.
It is cloudy and the sun has not yet broken the horizon.
I take my first sip.
We sit in silence.

It is cloudy.
I tried not to wake you.
What else is left to be said?

This is a pantoum; 8 lines, arranged 1,2,3,4/ 2,5,4,6/ 5,7,6,8/ 7,3,8,1. ( I left off the last 1)