Morning

As the sun rises ever morning, he is there watching
The orange-yellow glow, filling his heart
The joy he feels to know once again,
A new day has begun

He waits for what seems to be a life time
Then, waking inside, he goes to wake her from her slumber
Smiling he calls to her, in a soft, loving voice
Slowly, she stirs and opens her sleepy eyes

He brings her breakfast
Gently sitting next to her as she eats
They talk about their dreams and wishes
They share many dreams and wishes together

A few more years
They will wed
Only waiting to be sure they’re ready for a commitment
His love for her cant be described in words

They share many moments together
And when they are apart, their thoughts are on each other,
He can feel her watching over him
He can feel her very heart beating, as though it were next to his own

He finds himself constantly thinking about her
And he knows she can feel his presents with her
His aura reaches out to her
Across any distance in space and time

When he returns to her, his heart leaps with joy
To once again be in her loving embrace
To hold her for another night
Until once again, the sun rises

Written by Christopher J Empey

Categories: Blog [t], Blogs [t], Poetry [t], Poems [t]

When he returns to her, his heart leaps with joy
To once again be in her loving embrace
To hold her for another night
Until once again, the sun rises


Thats my favorite stanza.
» Dilated on 2007-02-13 01:49:05

I like the beginning because he is watching the sun, and yet he is like the sun, filled with orange glowing like his love. Also when he goes to wake her, he wakes her gently like the soft touch of the rays of the morning sun. Also the whole poem has a contains the rhythm of a diurnal cycle, rising and falling like the sun. I like it.
» Zanzibar on 2007-02-13 02:20:54

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