THE MORNING TOUCH
I used to wake up
early,
worried
'bout the bills,
... the long hours,
and the foolishness
within my dreams.
I would touch
your silent sleep,
... place
my fingers in your hair.
Kiss you
gently,
... quietly.
I saw too much of death
to believe in the life that you
gave to me.
I am still afraid
... of losing you.
Time
cannot take it away.
The dark nights
... pain
and the speed of our days.
I awake,
... hold you,
and I dream of better days!