awakened by sounds of playing children
refreshed with innocent giggles
the warmth of the sun
came in the window kissing my cheek
like a compassionate lover stroking affection
waking in the morning after
and romance dreamed somewhere beyond
the faded pictures of existence
 

a beautiful morning to sit on the patio
enjoy my coffee and just listen
the coffee was bitter, so I added vanilla
like alchemy
it swirled into golden liquid
 

thoughts of those who suffered alone
my heart would feel the ache
instinctively, a healing scent
blessing the pain be cured
melancholy tears wet my face
its feeling so forlorn
closing my eyes thinking of joy
silently be received from its source
 

then a shiver and goosebumps down my arms like someone was watching me
I turned to look and it had gone
and I smiled at imagination
 

I closed my eyes and thought of love
and all the things it could be
how many artists including myself
had tried to describe the translucent magic

that mingled in the breeze