wrapped in warmth

night is almost over 

I watch the sun rise 

painting its way 

across the desert sky 

watching with my coffee 

and thinking of you 

wondering if you're watching 

and thinking of me too 

these nights I spend 

here all by myself

thinking about some things

that now lay shelved

nothing that has to do 

with parts of us at all

mostly thinking about 

how you broke my fall

the wind starts to blow

with its sweet breath 

last nights rain 

goes back where it is kept 

those all around me 

are still fast asleep

I'm wrapped in this warmth 

that you've given me 

night is almost over 

and I watch the sun rise 

painting its way 

across the desert sky 

watching with my coffee 

and thinking of you 

wondering if you're watching 

and thinking of me too

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License