Morning Of One Poem by Cecil (cj) Krieger

It was a lazy morning
A morning of slow stretches
And leisurely yawns
A morning of slow motion
And coffee that took forever
To pour into an bottomless cup

It was a lazy morning
A morning when the sun
Took most of the day
Just to get high into the heavens
And the birds hung in the air
Like balloons in a windless sky

It was a most lazy morning
Feeling you wake beside me
And our bodies entwine
For what seemed like
Days upon days upon days

As together
In an everlasting moment
Of an everlasting lazy morning
We were one