My infatuation with seeing the sun come up,
(well at least the light of the sun anyway)
comes into direct complication with my love of sleep.

I gather that the side effects of sleepless nights
are just trippy and dangerous enough to allow
my dream-craving soul to make a definitive discerning.

Of all the sunrises my weary eyes have seen,
I look forward to the one that marks the day after
our love was officially found.

The sun will kiss the horizon and the sky
as I grasp you by the waist or the neck,
gently caressing my fair's cheek with love's peck.

07/18/2006

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Posted on 05/16/2007
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