001 – Shattered Skies

My foggy eyes adjust
As the yellow of a new day
Shatters the blue sky
And the first thought
That crosses my mind
Is her

I am in a refuse to get up moment
Surrounded by cotton white
And quicksand blankets
Wishing her warmth
Were here
Pressed against me

I crave that sapphire stare
Piercing me
At the start of my Sunday
Rather than the click of toe nails
From the animals
Who seek my attention
Wanting to drag me from my
Bundled cloth haven

I feel silly
But not guilty
For the quick addiction
She has given me
Not too many breaths
Pass my lips before my mind
Turns to her
Wondering
If she feels the same

If she opens her eyes
As the yellow of the new day
Shatters the blue sky
And the first thought
That crosses her mind
Is me

Robert Lloyd
August 13, 2017

 

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