Lost Between the Sunrise and the Bliss
~
A weary sun awakens past the tree line o’er the hill,
chilly heavens cater to its shine
Dawning eyes now open as it’s light flows ‘long the sill,
the beauty that I see so very fine
Turning now to face me as my heart it skips a beat,
lost between the sunrise and the bliss
Taken with desire as our lips this day do meet,
perfectly a Wednesday morning kiss
Here within my arms I find temptation in your skin,
warm beneath these blankets, flannel soft
Passion swells like dew drops as my fingertips begin
sighs collect on golden beams aloft
Melodies of winter drift in whispers up above,
giggles say that dreams have all come true
As we lie together on this morning laced with love,
wonderful when they begin with you
~
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2019
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