in the morning
as the sparrows
on the porch
and in my chest
the quiet hopes
of a new day
the reality
not yet quite
settled in
i have a cup of
steaming coffee
a head full of
your radiant
as the vegetables
slowly cook
the potatoes
get chopped
and nothing else
seems to exist
daydreaming about
serving you
breakfast in bed

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