Vincent P. Russo, Jr.

(Sunnyside, NY, USA)

Wake-Up Call

In the stillness of morning's early light
Sometimes I waken, and as I might,
Lying there with head propped upon my elbow,
Gaze most fondly at the beauty on your pillow.
In mind I trace the contour of your face
As in concealment in pillow lace
You sleep unmindful of my thought's caress;
Unmindful, too, of my poor heart's pounding stress.
For in truth, my hungry soul's aflame,

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