If you're still mine in the morning
kiss me twice before you go,
I won't ask you to lie back
down.

Leave me naked in the sheetscape
sex-drunk morning sunlight through the panes
scents of you on my pillows and arms
green on grass
blue on sky.

Coffee and breakfast hot
tree limbs asway
colors fully colored
feet inches from the ground.

The walls know it.

The ceilings saw it.

The heavens rejoice:
you were
here.