sunday morning

sunday morning

A Poem by Dulcie

you’re scared of the future cause
 you don’t know what you wanna do, 

but 
you do know what you want you do


you wanna wake up in a house
 on a sunday morning and the window is open


there’s a breeze coming in
and the sun is up and you can hear the boats on the water and


you slept three hours longer than you wanted to


but she let you cause “you deserve it” and
you can hear her in the kitchen


bare feet on the wood floors making you coffee humming washing your favorite cup 

see you know exactly what you want it’s her


and that scares you more than not knowing what you want


at all.

© 2015 Dulcie


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Dulcie
Dulcie

Green Bay, WI



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A Poem by Dulcie