Reflections In the Sunrise
Early morning and I am awake again,
Or still rather.
The cold blue-slate light filters through the shutters
And I think of you.
The world is blurry around me
And I shrug the covers up over my shoulders
Imagining you in their warmth.
But you’re not here.
I can feel you,
Asleep in your bed, at a meaningless distance.
Hear your breathing,
Slow and even.
Oh, but alas I’m not a dog
To chase speeding cars.
Think nor me the bird afraid to sing
I beg also.
Rather I am the rabbit;
Keen on remaining still
And knowing no song from these lips
Can bring the prize to me.
Still and silent I’ll wait, pretending
The sunrise sweet pea warmth is you
As it alights on these closed and dreaming eyelids
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