toMorrow

Autumn rolls against us-
outside the morning chorus-
you roll over- held in ivory sheets-
looking- dawning tenderness
in sleepy auroras sermon- animation
paved the simplest rule-
along those stationary moments-
and I fell for you in those words-
it’s so hard to get out of bed
with you there-

You are the problem-
the life beyond- when little
recall comes and flourishes
among the heavens- assembled
in the night to worship- bittersweet-
nor symphony of worldly intrigue-
I want to show you what it is
to be human- to walk away- but-
it’s so hard to get out of bed
with you there-

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