Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Pink dawn


Pink dawn turns to blue
Whole world changes its hue
Morning's welcome news
I'll touch your fingers
No, I must not linger
Know I have no time to lose
Gently kiss your soft skin
Your eyes follow me but I must go
Sever the string that ties me to you
Shower and dress a bit to eat
Then back to see if you've stirred
Your eyes have now closed
You say not a word
I'll see you tonight
I say as I take flight

Image found at www.hercampus.com

6 comments:

  1. Ah contentment - a happy thing when it happens

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  2. A morning ritual that breeds contentment,

    Elizabeth

    https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2016/04/13/brief-ode-for-poets-in-april/

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  3. Those moments of morning bliss are close to divine. This had me sighing. Lovely write.

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