Good Morning Love
Sunrise spreads rays
seeping through
the silk curtains
life enters the darkened room.
The warmth of it's tentacles
arouses my senses
angelic light radiantly
reflects her beauty.
She is the sunrise
of sunsets
making love
like noon at midnight.
If I could have
just one wish
it would be
to make
7 to 9 AM
a sun lit act
upon her body
and a kiss
that would make
her glad
to see the dawn...
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2015
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