There's a quietness in the morning, when I leave your sleeping soul.
It's a quiet acceptance that I spend my day apart from your eyes and lips
so here i dream of you and think of our moments together
(most recently movie theater strolls and conversations in the dark)
i find joy in construction machines
new roads and traffic
leaves more time to do what i'm best at...
thinking, and creating, for the one that i call mine
a day worth living is a day we start, and end, together