Poem

All the while

Falling asleep
wrapped up in you
an album playing
Sunshine on my Shoulders
I don’t remember my last thought
but sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy

Waking to the alarm
arms entwined
an album still playing
music in my mind
we part and stretch toward the day
and sunshine in my eyes can make me cry

The hours pass
thoughts entwined
small talk playing softly through our cell phones
we dance our day apart
until you walk through the door
and sunshine on the water looks so lovely

Evening pushes day away
and nighttime finds us
sleepy
happy sighing
we float off together
tangled with a song
and sunshine almost always makes me high

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