this morning
im missing you @ 2:49 p.m. on 2003-02-08
Elle's poetic synopsis of a morning that means the world to me:
this morning.
you made me crave.
you teased me with your curves.
you and I made a mess of the sheets on our bed.
you made me bloom.
even though spring has yet to arrive.
you left a permanent never-ending ripple in my pond.
you split me in two.
I drowned in you.
I had missed her so much...achingly so. And her sweet arrival this morning sent fireworks flying from my heart.
After we were interrupted and I had to leave, I danced through the halls of my house into the bathroom to take a shower. I turned the radio on. Sade was playing..."Nothing can come between us"...and the smile just couldn't escape my face.