Sunrise

Will I live to see the sunrise

awake to your sweet face

the mornings first rays

casting warm shadows

where I kiss your mouth

Am I selfish to believe

that you are not a dream

an apparition still floating

above my consciousness

dancing in the sunrise

Do I take for granted

the warmth of your skin

pressed so closely to mine

your smell, so familiar

your breath one rhythm, in time

I ask not to open my eyes

for this dreamscape

is too divine

Just one more moment

before this bliss passes us by

I love you

in this light

in this moment

in this sunrise

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Poem written by Kasia, June 2008

Photograph is a print of an original painting by Lisa Eastman