Morning on Daniels Street

Dawn found us still awake,

Me, still in the throes of passion!

No Great Purpose in my life,

until I felt the purpose of us…

the unity and ecstasy.

Sitting naked in your hallway that day

a stray nail from the carpet

pierced my bare skin

and I felt the meaning of life pouring in–

Full of you, full of life…

It was joy, joy, joy!

Watching you leave for work I smiled-

what did I care about anything

with the taste of you,

scent of you,

still on my skin.

©Willow Rose 2011