it's you...all you...
up early before the dawn
rub my eyes awake
unstifled yawn
peruse my room tinged with soft grey light
darkness becoming shadow
after deep night
i rise and stretch
early arisen
in a world yet asleep
heeding keurig hum
as my coffee brews
aroma fills my room and soul
with morning expectation
cream swirls
like flames in the dark
mesmerizing for a moment
until each blends with the other
its heat in my hand pleasing
yet another way
i think of you
as i stare into space
and sip myself alert
i cannot help but think of you
where you are...still asleep
the dawn has yet to kiss your lips
your face
your lovely frame
draped, no doubt, in sheets
that cover, but cannot hide your allure
I imagine your slumber
the soft rise and fall of your breathing
unaware of me or you
unconscious of the beauty you bare
your allure
your effect on me
I'm coffee - you're cream
you swirl through me
enlighten with knowledge
I adulterate you with passion and darkness
we affect each other
become something completely new
you fill my soul with your scent
and I, yours, with desire
awaken my yearning for you, and hence...for life
you are my life
we are a new day
you are the dawn
and I, patient, await the glimmer you bring
watch for your eyes to flutter awake
see me…and smile...















Comments: 25
I will try better, I promise...
Thank you for the praise... I'm just struggling to express myself like all the rest...
What a warm loving description of two becoming one.
Featured at The Surreal Circus.
Thanks for the feature..
..just a dribble of cream to swirl, maybe a drop, amber of bee, perfect way, to sip and contemplate the day...
your morning comes across in art form..lovely as usual..
Thank you for commenting.
Great comment. Thank you.
1. sweetly or smoothly flowing; sweet-sounding: a mellifluous voice; mellifluous tones.
2. flowing with honey; sweetened with or as if with honey.
The narrator has honey in their voice.
Thanks for sharing with Gather's Luminous Writers and Artists. Featured.
Thanks for the feature...
Thanks for sharing and submitting to
The Surreal Circus.
On 495... Just passing Rte. 44...
Maybe you like cream and sugar....
Or black...
I'm running out of options...