I woke this morning with my dearest companion.
I arose to her warm embrace.
She kissed my cheeks with her glowing rays,
blushing crimson with affection.
My mornings have been blessed with her presence
more often than not these past weeks;
My spirit sings to the tune of her accompaniment.
I love to watch her rise from slumber,
igniting the sky with glowing energy.
She is an early riser,
eager to give light to day.
But she does not jump out of bed in a rush-
she takes her time transforming the cold, dark dawn
into a bright horizon of opportunity.
Some mornings she chooses rest over rise,
and some days turn to night before she has the chance
to make an appearance.
But her beauty is tangible,
omnipotent, powerful.
Even when I do not get the chance to see her
my skin soaks her in.
Her strength fills my soul.
I arose to her warm embrace.
She kissed my cheeks with her glowing rays,
blushing crimson with affection.
My mornings have been blessed with her presence
more often than not these past weeks;
My spirit sings to the tune of her accompaniment.
I love to watch her rise from slumber,
igniting the sky with glowing energy.
She is an early riser,
eager to give light to day.
But she does not jump out of bed in a rush-
she takes her time transforming the cold, dark dawn
into a bright horizon of opportunity.
Some mornings she chooses rest over rise,
and some days turn to night before she has the chance
to make an appearance.
But her beauty is tangible,
omnipotent, powerful.
Even when I do not get the chance to see her
my skin soaks her in.
Her strength fills my soul.