The weekend is here and so are the romantic words. Here is my latest poem.
This is christyb, presenting lines that frame a vision of happiness.
A Little Longer
Your inner sunrise
Wakes me up with a gentleness
That needs no alarm clock, as
Your lips dust my cheek and
Two words wipe me free of
Past nights full of dirt and pebbles.
Marry me, you whisper.
You ask me if
I want to lie here a little longer,
To feel a little fuller, and
I smile with the realization that
We control our bodily movements.
You turn the alarm clock off
With the same fingers that gently
Pushed my hair away from my ear,
Only moments ago, and the
Moments dance with ballet shoes that
Reach across arches of contentment.
As you reach toward me,
With arms that speak beyond words,
I realize that sundown can
No longer fall on my past, and
As your spirit falls within the
Edges of my heart, I realize that
I already know the choreography.
©2013 Christy Birmingham
Thanks to Jem Farmer for the “Inner sunrise” prompt that intrigued me so much.