One
It was a lazy morning
A morning of slow stretches
And leisurely yawns
A morning of slow motion
And coffee that took forever
To pour into an bottomless cup
It was a lazy morning
A morning when the sun
Took most of the day
Just to get high into the heavens
And the birds hung in the air
Like balloons in a windless sky
It was a most lazy morning
Feeling you wake beside me
And our bodies entwine
For what seemed like
Days upon days upon days
As together
In an everlasting moment
Of an everlasting lazy morning
We were one
Yacov Mitchenko
I enjoyed this one. It has an easygoing grace to it.
I enjoyed this one. It has an easygoing grace to it.
leafsailor
love your poems ,need more time want to go there also .a truthful sweet work.
love your poems ,need more time want to go there also .a truthful sweet work.
Mark L. Berryann
Captured to perfection!
Captured to perfection!
Ata
so beautiful ,I like this repetition of " lazy morning" it gives a new fantastic meaning of love ,tfs
so beautiful ,I like this repetition of " lazy morning" it gives a new fantastic meaning of love ,tfs
SaneJustBarely
Wonderful transition from the description of a lazy morning into the coming together of two lovers, taking advantage of this morning. I'm always impressed when I stop off at your door and being allowed in to see your mind at work. Your friend in words, Pete
Wonderful transition from the description of a lazy morning into the coming together of two lovers, taking advantage of this morning. I'm always impressed when I stop off at your door and being allowed in to see your mind at work. Your friend in words, Pete
Nice penning as usual C J.