her morning elegance isnt lost on me,
I wake from a dream and open my eyes
clear the sleep from my wine filled head
awake now I hear a light breath by my side
a beauty is sleeping in fine repose
and swift I must be to make my first move
cant disturb this princesses dream
but I will
in time
so moments drag on
as I lay open eyed
gazing upon perfection wishing the moon to the sky
the sunlight persists, through slats pouring in
the people upstairs are making a din
now is the time
Deftly I turn, put her on my side
let lips meet lips for a morning surprise
all for a smile, so loud in its making
it lives on all day
this princess of mine
perhaps
with elegance in bed
has stolen my time
all smiles
I dont seem to mind
Her morning elegance is one of my dreams