GoodMorning


And now the

Birds outside my

Windows have begun

To sing the

Tickling morning melodies

Awakening a sleepy

Saul who is

Stretching and yawning

Soft crimson east

Beyond the trees

Like the aroma

Of apple pie

Wafting through checker

Curtained kitchen windows

Or like your

Rough shadow as

It brushes against

My cheek kissing

Me good morning

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