Susan - In the Morning
Image: Dawn by Alphonse Mucha
Eyes sleepy, and brown,
alive and dreams,
sun inside, creeping,
washing into the window,
and the fog outside,
you rise, auburn hair
over your curves,
hidden under white sheets.
Pale skin warmed,
as you look at the trees,
then at me,
and smile, remembering
last night when I soaked
in the force of your floods,
your rivers I swam,
now just memories of dew
as they linger with you,
stretching across the bed,
while I dance my fingers
on guitar strings,
wanting the morning to be night,
and night to be morning
as you rise and fall
like a flower blooming with the dawn,
then showering petals at dusk,
over my dark, frozen ground.
I keep listening to a song these days (From the Morning) that always paints the same picture in my mind. It's almost like a vision I've seen before. Maybe Nick Drake's voice has something to do with it. I don't know if/how to upload a song, so I'm putting the youtube link for my inspiration here: http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2JjJPDz3EE
Comments
when you are published and famous, can i still call u my baby?
oreen: always will be...
Somethings changed in u for the better...:)