Dark thoughts chase each other
Round and round in my head
My computer never works right
I can't get anything done
Always working
Never a payoff
A dark cloud hangs over me
I battle negativity
Sigh
But there she is
She floats passed serenely
On her way to the bathroom
Her hair wild and disheveled
Her eyes still glazed from sleep
An indentation from the sheet
Pressed into her bare thigh
She is gorgeous
The sun has risen
And my day can be better now
She emerges from the bathroom
Her hair is neater now
Her face has been scrubbed
And her eyes are clearer
More alert
She's waking up
I love seeing this process
She cradles her mug in her hands
Like it's a sacred relic
She sips the coffee I made
And she smiles
God, how I love that smile
She compliments my ability
To make a cup of coffee
What joy she brings me
Just by simply existing
Just by being herself
I wish she could see
What I see
What beauty she is
What light she sheds on my world
My life has been made better
Just by knowing her
I've been honoured
And blessed beyond belief
Just to hear her say
She loves me
About the Creator
A. R. Ambrosi
I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!
I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^
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