Peace meets us in the morning
Sunrays dancing on the walls
We sang praises last night
Haphazard sheets
Fingers intertwined
We exist in the morning after
Fuzzy brains asking did this really happen
Or am I just dreaming it was you
Soft caresses on your back
Soft kisses on my forehead
I can feel love in the sun
Rays dancing on the walls
We sang praises last night
Loud symphonies of booms and ahhs ring in my ears
I just realized your hands are rough
You wipe crackling out of my eyes
We hum along together
Rocking to the booms
Swaying to the ahhs
Still existing in the morning after
Feeling love in the sun
As our rays dance along the walls
Bri and I am a 26-year old black spiritualist and writer from PG County, MD.