Sunrise
Sunrise
A pinkish-orange reflection upon the stratus clouds
With several hues of blue, overhead and way beyond
The trees are silhouette, still dark within their shadows
A spasm in my spine shakes the chill within the breeze
The sunlight starts to filter; a lighter shade of black
The deer; are unaware, as they graze across the field
I close my eyes a moment while I breathe this fresher air
I say a prayer of thankfulness; Thankful, I am here
Her arms then wrap around me; from behind, she pulls me close
She whispers me “good morning” as her coffee wafts delight
Her chin upon my shoulder, my hand is cupping hers
I take a sip of coffee as the sun begins to warm
I turn to her, to find her lips, to find her heart in mine
The day is finally warming as our bodies gently mold
As I open up my eyes to see her peaceful smile
The deer have wandered off, where the sun is not so bright
© 2017 Jeffrey Spencer
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