First light introduces dawn to the night sky,
Slowly changing the hue by degrees
That can't quite be discerned by the naked eye.
Even closely watched, it unfurls so gradually,
Working its magic until the sky is filled with light.
You are my first thought, my first breath of the day,
Slowly rousing me to exquisite consciousness.
Each breath is drawn slightly deeper
And carries upon it the whisper of your name
Until I'm filled with you once more.


©1997 Gail Von Schlichting


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