Good morning

At first it was darkness
Cloudy thoughts, disorientation
Two slits open and reveal
lightness. sharpness.
The world slowly comes into view.
Shades of beige, gray, and blue.
A hand lays limp on a soft
pillow. A mattress.
That limp hand reaches for you.
Light spills in to reveal
mini blind shadows cast
horizontally into view.
Perhaps these eyes might see
your lovely face at last.
A wakeful yawn makes its
animal call into the air.
The eyes explore,
But you aren't there.
An alien body raises itself,
Sometime between dream
and awake. And one
by one feet carry it down stairs
Smells of bacon, coffee, eggs
fill the air.
A cat circles those feet
spreading her feral scent
a gesture both possessive and sweet.
The room blurs into view
and beyond the steam of coffee
and the chaos of bacon popping
is the vision of you.
It is not until I see this that I feel right.
A halo of morning light.

Good morning.