baptized by the earth herself

"First Morning"

i see... this morning's light colors anew... as i look and feel the beauty of you.
while the purple bruises of night
blushes into a shy morning alight
and every sweet second melts into memories of yore...

my gaze, the sheets, my heart, they fall to the floor
just like the first moment i met you...
and i was like a child in a candy store.
dying with the want but could not dare to open the door

with wide eyed wonderment, i am but a spec in your sweet majesty...
then you pull my gaze up with a brush of a hand, "look at me"
right then and there i knew...
i am the care taker of you... and you are the life giver of me...

by jason and joel
a collaborative