Morning Love Poem by Enoch Cole

MORNING LOVE
When I wake up in the morning,
I wanna behold you in my arms,
With your spotless and tender soul on my palms.
Still sleeping as I stare into your eyes.
I could not believe my sight,
I'm fortunate to earn an angel free from scars,
And whose life portrays no duplicity of stripes.
Thou art more gracious and bright.
Left stunned and whispered into your ears the words 'I love you with caress and care'.
And then kiss your forehead slow.
And you're finally up it shows.

When I wake up with you next to me,
I love the way you reveal to me things, crazy things.
You're the air that I breathe.
It's morning yet you shower me with love,
And every other morning it's your routine equation we solve.
I'm now accustomed to your dawn sup.
Every morning I feel high, I got a Miriam who aids me up.
You just encounter Moses, so what's up? .
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