In the morning
The sun
Yearns for my waking eyes
The breeze is as mellow as my breath
That appears on the window
As if to greet me
In the morning
With a reminder
That i am alive
I relish in the softness
Of the blankets
That entrap my legs
Like vines
Pulling me against the bed
Keeping me in comfort.
In the afternoon
The light is enticing
But the cold penetrates my skin
And dives beneath my clothes
Every hair stands up
In a rush
That travels to my head
And i am reminded
Where i am
May it be behind a desk
Fidgeting
Or sat on the floor
Back against the wall
Sun shining through a glass door
Against my face
The light is so enticing.
In the evening
The sun
Yearns for my waking eyes
The breeze is as mellow as my breath
That appears on the window
As if to greet me
In the morning
With a reminder
That i am alive
I relish in the softness
Of the blankets
That entrap my legs
Like vines
Pulling me against the bed
Keeping me in comfort.
In the afternoon
The light is enticing
But the cold penetrates my skin
And dives beneath my clothes
Every hair stands up
In a rush
That travels to my head
And i am reminded
Where i am
May it be behind a desk
Fidgeting
Or sat on the floor
Back against the wall
Sun shining through a glass door
Against my face
The light is so enticing.
In the evening