During Sunrise Poem by kwane Lamb

Just as the sun peaks over the horizon…
Our bodies are synchronizing…
Too the warmth and heat of the sun…
Natures symphony in uniform to our…
Rhythm…We touch…
Liking to a syringe but not much…
A gentle(king of the hill) …
Begins…first her…then me…
Becoming a rhapsody of playfulness…
Emotionally filled…
Eye to eye contact is a spiritual…
Connection every time…
As the sun reaches it’s apex…
Our heart beats are louder…
Or is that another sounder…
The symphony seems to be picking…
Up it’s pace…the warmth, warmer…
Shadows on the walls…in rapid motion…
For a brief, moment everything…
Is black. Silent. Still.
Wow! …this kaleidoscopic view…
Of the sun in the room…
And, and she so beautiful as always…
And as colorful…just before.