As the morning sun rising,
My thoughts are upon you
Warming my heart as the sun reaches high within the sky.
Truly a ritual has become of this heart's daily due.
By high noon it has wondered off
Causing such a fright,
Making me need and want you truly for
That tender kiss that brushed upon my lips.
That you rushed upon this morning hours has warrant away,
Through those morning rituals this heart went through.
Telling me how I shall wait till evening hours,
Till I hear your voice to calm the restlessness that has stirred within.
You truly love having such the turmoil that you have caused.
Knowing that you will be calming it all later
Either by coaxing with a few words or
Calming of your voice for that always calms the fire you stirred up within.
©vicki
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