Aubade


As long as you stay
dancing about the house
still sleepy in your negligee,
sipping sweetly on espresso
to bring yourself to life,
keep whispering
"Je veux me reveiller
avec toi,"
I will bring you there
to where
languid arms stretch toward
the sky, light peering
coyly through the blinds, leaving
softly, a kiss:

There is more morning to be tasted,
be ready,
for the rain of the day
to spread honeyed life
across the earthy bottoms
of your bare feet.

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