your chorus of
Morning,
 	tickling
Energy
 	into eyes unawaken and;
Lips
 	screaming in silent
 	yawns Your
Imagery
 	lingers mentally--
 	constantly; eventually
Superimposed
 	to permanence, so
 	I may gaze upon you
 	indefinitely My soul
Serenaded,
 	my dreams
 	marinated, candied
Angel
 	the miracle and melody
 	of my life with each breath.