Morning Love

Morning Love  

As I started to wake this morning,
   in that half-alert twilight sleep,
  I saw you in my mind's eye.

We stood facing each other, very close but not touching.
I leaned forward.
Taking your shoulders in my hands and pulling you toward me,
  I kissed you gently on the lips
  then whispered into your ear
  thoughts that I have wanted you to know since we first met.
Not for long distance, or even across the room:
  my lips to your ears.

We kissed again holding each other tightly,
  lost in our love.
No past, no future; just our moment alone together.