The Morning After

I decided to ditch the depressing stuff, at least for a little while. This recounts the bliss I felt one morning after a significant event in the past year.

Sunday morning,

the smell of cucumber melon;

light falling

onto your smiling face,

peaceful in slumber

 

A good morning kiss

and a smile;

the sound of the shower.

Making the bed,

ecstasy.

 

A private whisper,

our little secret;

blushing,

stammering secrets.

A note on purple paper:

"To my baby girl,"

                               - Sarah Rose

Author's Note

I tried a different style; too unstructured?

Reviews

[Alex]

I love it. This really made me smile. :]

The combination of short and longer lines really made the poem have a nice rhythm. Using more than just one of our sense (smell, hearing, etc.) did you well here too. The imagery is wonderful. Very heartfelt.

And I love the way it ended. It just... I don't know. It's great.

[d]

i don't know anything but it seems very structured to me. a very appropriate walk along a very nice path at the right time.