This is the time when the sky1236990_10200154784982341_525383679_n
awakes, buoyed by the swaying
hands of shimmering trees,

and when the warm morning pours
early into the streets, softened
only by stray clouds and a gentle rain.

This is the time when you and I
walk out love through the steady
rhythm of grasped, swinging hands,

and when your body, next to mine,
dances through the golden dawn,
setting fire to the sky.