Contentment

T.E. Snyder
3 years ago
As you wake upon your pillow, 
I tempt a bashful stare.
With a blossomed heart of contentment your vision jolts me like a snare.

With the Sun glistening through the linen curtains,the mist tendrils begin to rise.
It's warmth encapsulates the room, and places a ray upon your eyes.

Waking with the world that you inhabit,you stretch and roar in place. 
Even in the morning you smell like an angel, with a sultry fragrance filled with grace.

I can now go on, my task is done; completeness fills my soul.
I've seen my lover rise today, 
I am happy and I am whole.
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