Tomorrow

The swirling images and tangled thoughts 
Of things that were and maybe not 
Recede into wisps of cloudy haze and tiny dots 
As dawn awakens me. 
 
A thousand times I’ve viewed this scene 
And blinked my eyes from sleep serene 
Asleep awake perhaps between 
And she was always there. 
 
She lay there heaving and softly breathing 
Her lips were parted sweetly 
Disheveled hair was everywhere 
My heart was madly beating. 
 
Primal urges came in surges 
At least they did that day 
She grabbed and clutched and pulled me close 
There’s little more to say. 
 
My arms surrounded her body parts 
As moans crept near my lips 
She shifted slightly toward me 
And kissed my fingertips. 
 
Some say love is like a river  
That flows out to the sea 
I say love is like a mountain
That challenges my will to be. 
 
I climbed that mountain 
To stake my claim 
Before reality could rule the day 
She whispered in the morning mist  
“Tomorrow will be our day.”