One Last Beautiful Sad Morning Poem by Cecil (cj) Krieger

One Last Beautiful Sad Morning



As the moonbeams faded
Into the soft light of a brand new day
I sipped my coffee thinking of you
Lazily covered in cool morning sheets

With the odor of bourbon still on the pillows
I sat and watched your long yellow hair
Spread out before me
Like the rays of a rising dawn

The heat of night's passion
Still flowing from your sleeping form
Warmed and excited me
In the coolness of a brand new day

Soon… It will be yesterday all over again
When my bed was yearning to embrace you
And my quiet empty house longed to hear your voice

It was a beautiful but sad morning
Knowing that you would give yourself to me
And I to you… one last time
Before saying goodbye and leaving
To be married

Tuesday, December 15, 2015
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