morn

I can draw the breeze
and I can close the forest door
and I can color the sigh
but I can never
put into words the overwhelming
feeling I got when
I saw you after
one minute of drinking water
two minutes of getting dressed
three minutes of drinking coffee
one hour of being with two
street kids in a fancy restaurant
two hours of travelling
in a beaten path in starburst dark
three hours of being
in bed without any sleep
but the test is
worthwhile because I wish to
be there
to kiss you as soon as you wake up
because the dawn is a more
majestic grey and bright orange horizon
with you in it

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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