Little Moments Poem by Josh Rodriguez

there was a great
waft of fresh air
as she opened the
window in the morning
that caused me
to stir.

there were butts
of cigarettes
and empty bottles
of wine
on the floor.

i rolled over,
and i saw her
standing with
the sun rise
to her back,

trying to pour in,

but being stopped
by some
marvelous
impediment.

only a truly great
woman
could

perturb
The
Sun

and

paralyze Time
with infatuation

and

make mortals
of us
all