I Will Meet The Morning

i will meet the morning
where the dawn glazes through
my window and rouses me
from the embers of my dreams
with your name still perched gently
on the edge of my smile

i will meet the morning
where i rise and go through
the motions of another day
sleepwalking as i hold the slices
of your name still perched gently
on the edge of my smile

i will meet the morning
where i attempt to get through
until night enfolds me with dreams
of your image upon my tongue
and your name still perched gently
on the edge of my smile