Words in The Morning
Poetry
Robert Zimmermann
Issue date: 2/26/10 Section: Creative Writing
In the morning
When i woke up,
After i took a leak,
I looked in the mirror
To see my smile:
I had just woken up
Next to beauty!
It seems that
I had not left you
In our bed,
Because upon my chin
Hung a lone, long
Pale hair of the color
Yellow daisies seem to be.
I removed your hair
And swiftly brushed my teeth,
Then climbed back into bed;
Where asleep you still were.
I'll skip working this morning,
I thought to myself.
Better yet,
I'll write my words
Upon your bare skin.
When i woke up,
After i took a leak,
I looked in the mirror
To see my smile:
I had just woken up
Next to beauty!
It seems that
I had not left you
In our bed,
Because upon my chin
Hung a lone, long
Pale hair of the color
Yellow daisies seem to be.
I removed your hair
And swiftly brushed my teeth,
Then climbed back into bed;
Where asleep you still were.
I'll skip working this morning,
I thought to myself.
Better yet,
I'll write my words
Upon your bare skin.
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