A Hard Sunny Morning
The morning sun warms my flesh
shining through the window.
Morning comes quickly.
The room brightens.
How is today going to be?
I ask myself.
I feel your body warm under the covers.
I hear you breathing softly, you are not quite awake.
You roll over and hold me.
Your touch still awakes my body.
But it’s my mind that isn’t awake or is it?
It swirls and spins.
Races through thoughts back and forth.
You open your eyes and look at me.
Yes it is a hard sunny morning.
You kiss me and say you love me.
I’m ready for your hard sunny morning.