zebrasindenver

i remember love as i remember the morning

just the way i started many days

and like sleep i fell into love when i left the day behind

and now alone i sit and write

but the days still start

 like the days when i wake

the night still comes as softly when i lay alone

and let sleep once again take me away

and when i wake and remember love

i will still be in love

even though now alone

as love is my own and in it i am happy

just as i am happy in myself

with just me and me alone