La Jolla Mornings

Tummy filled with warm coffee,
Cool sheets offer perfect relief to the flush of my face.
Light, yet unadulterated by the harshness of heat,
Floods in through the blinds embracing my
Limbs strewn carelessly across the comforter like
I can understand why Raggedy Ann is always smiling.
Gentle acoustics serenade my ear,
Propelling me forward as I'm
Carried again into a place of
Joy. O Prince of Peace, what a romantic you are.
Can I stay here forever, here with you?