When we awoke
the sun found it's way
to the hardwood floors
covered in clothes
and wine glasses from the night before.
The fall chill making covers safe.
When we walked outside
red birds flew around us
pulling us to the creek
where we tossed rocks out
and imagined them hitting the sea.
And at night we laughed
at old gray films
And found eager, loving grins
the moon brightened night skies
as winds rustled the fallen leaves.
May I be the light of your day
The light reflecting on broken glass
on the bottom of that creek's bed shining on your lovely face
May I be the lingering kiss
On your lovely pale forehead
The first and last kiss on your lips
And echoes of our mountain trips,
We awake together every morning
Putting on dresses and suits with ties
and look forward to being the light of your day.
Remembering the time we awoke
with the sun finding its way
Distorting light through
The clean white window panes.
May I be the light of your day.