The Morning Comes
Love makes waking up easy, and going to bed hard.
There is nothing more damaging than the unavoidable heaviness of eyelids
As the earlier hours approach, summmoning a half-hearted goodbye.
Sleep is filled with images of love.
As the everlasting hours finally pass by,
The morning comes.
Resurgence of emotions results in a new passion
For the new day that awaits.
This poem is about:
Me