Moring Sun Spread Up Her Walls

She whispers into my ear

Soft but I can hear

She wakes and stares at me so animatedly

quite laughter in her eyes

Echoes in my mind

Fairy daisies on her door

Rumpled bed, And filtered Cigarettes

The morning sun sprayed on her walls

Naked limbs.

In the shower she sings

I smile and lay in dreams again

And again.