Posted by MFish

Come sit with me,
here on the floor.
I will tell you stories,
from the days of yore.

Tales of an early
sunrise,
when day is abloom,
with a million sighs,

Sighs of I love you,
fill the morning air.
Words of joy,
none of despair.

Words which capture,
what you have done,
in the early morning,
with heat from the Sun.