Sun Dance

 

This morning’s delight
started when she opened her eyes.
She peered through my windows
with a smile.

She took me in to
the heat of her embrace.
I welcomed it
and got myself at ease.

She took my hand
and we danced through the day.
I wouldn’t have it
any other way.

Swiftly the time
has gone too fast.
It’s 6 o’clock,
Oh, nothing ever lasts.

Slowly she’s let go
but I’d still wait.
The next day will come, I know
It’s written on my fate.

MR @ 2016

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