Simple Pleasures
Water coddles my numbing fingers
warmth floats upon stubborn clouds of mist
impacts unenthusiastic cheeks and lingers
morning’s winter heated by a whetted kiss.
Hands clasp as a lover to a lover
skin sliding smoothly through soothing soap
fogged mirror a glassed and cozy cover
warms my hands, my face, my hope.
Simple pleasures, unnoticed sunrise -
not epic love, nor joyous dream,
only eyelids lacquered over sleepless eyes
and chilled hands warmed in a faucet stream.
January 20th, 2016
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