The Morning
Emitting a relaxing scent
At the bend of the spent night
I can draw into my nostril
A thrill she spreads
In her picturesque figure
I stretch my expectant hands
For those lands of honey dew
A few moments of soft release
Into her sylvan peace
Enough to face the wrath
Of the complicated math of life
Lying ahead during the day
Ah, I say in satisfaction
A draught of ocean
All around a peace photograph
She laughs
A glistening china clay cup
Fill up fill up
Seeks the brim
Moments of hymn
Your reassuring eyes
So serene
In yellow and green
My windows smile
While I look at the shrub
Two spotted doves
In lilac love
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20/11/2016
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