In the morning light,
Fingertip butterflies dance along my back
Teasing at my skin to wake
And see the morning bright
Whispers singing in my ear
Dancing along my neck
Soft notes tingling captured on lips
Drawing me near
Caresses calling
For my eyes to wake, to discover
The shadows tickling behind knees
Falling, falling
Into this white,
Skin painted in golden hues
Burning bright
In this morning light
Poetic Trials 