Those Mornings

Those mornings I wake up with a long smile 

Yawning a fresh breath 

With a slow blink like a blush on my lid 

The mornings I count stars 

One star at a time 

Like I'm star struck 

Those mornings I feel the warmth of the morning dew 

Run through my spine 

Like the excitement of a learning kid 

The morning the world is light and green 

Blue skies and filtered air 

Those mornings we share oxygen 

Before breakfast 

Tangled in twine like a haystack 

Mornings of fine wine and drugged vessels 

Those mornings the days can't be ugly 

The morning I'm with you