Friday, September 21, 2012


Lazy morning sunlight creeps through the windows
Softening the shadows on your face
Playing in the hair round your brow
Stirring you from your dreams

Slowly your eyes open and find me there
In the quiet of the dawn
With Eostre’s kiss upon us
And your lips seeking to find mine

Cradled in the warmth of sleep
Silently feeling one another in lucid bliss
Awakening the senses
Awakened and alive

The early morning is our time
Before the world begins her day
Before the household joins the fray
Before time locks us away from one another again

Behold, your face so close to mine
Behold, your hands upon my hips
Behold, your love wrapping us in its embrace
Behold, all these things echoed back to you in full

Behold, you
Behold, me
Behold, us