Morning Miracle

When I wake up in the morning

And touch your silky hair

I often start to wonder

Is a miracle lying there?

 

Unable to stop staring

Your skin it is so sleek

Too afraid to hold you

If words I just could speak

 

And as I wrap my arms around you

You tilt your head and look at me

Eyes that shine like diamonds

For a moment I am free

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

So beautiful and kind. A excellent poem. A pleasure to read.
Coyote