Morning Heat (Easter 2003)

Easter 2003
2/10/09
Mornings shadows have risen to the walls
And the bed and carpet and dresser. They
Dance wildly with the morning light
Analogous with the passion filling the room.

Leaving the room for breakfast
Sweaty, naked from head to toe.
Outside on the porch eating
Watching the horses move slowly in the heat.

The smell of honey suckles
Almost too sweet.
Her curves shimmering
In the summer’s morning heat.