Love, Through The Hour
A day of coffee
strong as sin
and books
to lose herself in.
And in a single dawn
as his laughter
kissed her throat
she became
a woman in love.
Of rain
as it chastises
the trees.
Of wandering thoughts
and whispering leaves.
She watched
how the daybreak
fell upon his smile
and loved him
still more.
Never was I merely half in love with you.
You were nothing,
then suddenly everything.
As the sun slipped to dusk
she knew
she had to get him back.