Morning


Day starts quietly

Like Loon Lake

That one summer

Years ago just

Us a fire

Lightening bugs and

Secrets melodies remind

Me of love

Awakening like high

School prom when

I first kissed

Steam rises from

My coffee cup

Like the smoke

From the blown

Out candles right

Before you led

Me to bed

So, what did you think?

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