MorningA Poem by icaros13
I awake, and my dream is still with me
Sleeping beside me in angelic peace Rays of sun dance across her neck Bewitched by the symphony of her beauty Afraid to move lest I shatter this moment I watch her dream, considering what gods Should I offer thanks For allowing this moment to be © 2012 icaros13 |
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