Good Morning

My Love

Image by Georgiana Petec from Pixabay

Would you stop staring into the core of my being?
I taught you, then let you turn the kaleidoscope that brings my shattered self into a colourful focus. Even I find it mesmerizing.

Today begins as surreptitiously as ever, with the sun gliding, shy at first, heaving the light in its pass, covering more and more of the sky until its brightness can blind you if you’re not careful.