I kiss you in the morning
Like the dew kisses the blade of grass:
In secret.

As wakefulness creeps across your body–
My bed,
My home–
I want to
(Like the sun)
Always return to you.

I want to follow you wherever you go
Or away
From me.
My legs span the worlds between us,
However vast or

My heart knows no time nor place
But here with you.
My touch knows no texture
Other than the feeling of you.
My tongue knows no taste
Than the flavor of you.
Your fragrance is the air I breathe.

As the day turns
And the sun retreats to its hiding place.
I wait again
To give you dewy kisses.

One more day of loving you.

Good morning, baby.