I woke first, studied you, smiled,
Then quietly drew the curtains
To let the eager sunshine in
That was rapping on the window,
Rubbing round the glass like a cat.
Unpent daylight streamed in
And gently cupped your features,
Ran raptured gilded fingers
Over your cloudless form
And through your burnished hair.
Then sated Sun withdrew his hands,
Set them clasped behind his head,
And sat back, basking in you.
Kevin, I rate this your best to date, in fact I am taking this with me, to my favourites. It is extremely well put together, for reading and narrative, in fact you show your talent openly in this piece. the imagery is superb. thank you for posting this one. 10 + + + + +from Fay
WOW! ! ! ! ....i mean wow! ! ! ! that was absolutely beautiful! ! ! !
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And gently cupped your features, Ran raptured gilded fingers Over your cloudless form And through your burnished hair. Rachel Ann Butler