Morning Poem by Dennis Ernesto Ruiz

Morning



The air is crisp
And the dew sparkles
In the sweet morning light.
We watch the sun rises
As we keep warm
In each other's arms
And the purple blanket,
Covering our bare skins,
Keeps the aroma of the night before.
The breeze blows by the misty morning
And the sparrows soar
Among the turquoise sky.

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Dennis Ernesto Ruiz

Dennis Ernesto Ruiz

Baguio City, Philippines
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