Define the Morning

Define the Morning

A Poem by Macias
"

she's the best

"

morning dew between your toes
the sun smiles at your warmth
your head turned to me
and I 
can swear your eyes see my soul.

the grass sways to the rhythm of your heart
as the wind kisses 
your cloud soft skin.
There's a 
small drizzle
but I'm fixated on 
your smile.

it comes so natural to you
that 
you don't even notice
what my 
privileged eyes see.
Today I most 
certainly do not take sight for granted.

please; these eyes of mine,
do not 
blink.
Not for a second dare you 
wink.
I care not for the mud on 
my suit
or the smell of the brisk 
morn within my hair.
Only for the 
scent of her air.

The sun is just barely creeping to its peak
and the gold leaves fall 
upon the annoyed flowers
by our 
feet.
How they tease with their 
petals taunting your feet
making 
you sigh that giggle I adore so.

Such a morning I never knew was possible.
Never would I have 
thought such simple mornings
would gift me so well.
It owes us nothing but here you lay,

defining the morning.


© 2012 Macias


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AK
Beautiful writing! I loved it! Great choice of words and spectacular vocabulary. Well done!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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