Sunrise

The sun rises,

spewing colors of sulfur and happiness.

Making sad nights end,

bringing in refreshing dew,

cradling dusk,

leaving moist kisses to the moon in auvoir like lillies in fall.

You, shifting into the day,

rising.

With butterflies on my eyelids and honey suckle scented sheets spread cross mahogny and ebony coated limbs tangled, 

like drunken lovers high off first kisses and child like laughter.

Come into me,

share the warmth nestled between hearts,

whispered sounds dancing on our toungues,

you, rising,

drapes open and your heat turns my skin gold.

Wrapped in morning, I stir,

happiness crosses my lips like secrets only God can keep.