Wednesday, September 24, 2025

Morning In Me.




It’s morning again.  
I look at you with a smile in my heart —  
that pretty lady in front of me.  
Even though we’re far from each other’s sight,  
you do know I always have you in my mind, right?  
If you don’t know, I’ll tell you.  

Your hair reminds me of the waves.  
Your eyes — like seashells I find in the sand.  
You smell like saltwater I don’t mind soaking in.  
Your breath takes me away… like right now.  

But then,  
I laugh at myself.  
If only that were true.  
True that I’m not talking about myself.