Morning Sighs

Early morning 
and sunlight slowly slides 
along the curve of my lips
tracing memories of kisses
that have yet to know the taste 
of daybreak on my tongue.

A breath of drifting moonlight
lingers in the flutter of an eye
and brushes tender
over lashes deep in dreams
to paint a sigh across my face 
with whispered words

The air is filled
with the gentle scent of hush
that leaves a tingle on my skin
as dawn slowly glides
with soft caresses 
that warm my aching heart
and wrap me in the soft embrace 
of sighs that greet my morning
every day that I awake
without your touch.
 


february 2006
Janet Reid





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