Early Visitor
This early morning I was waked by thoughts from afar, by kisses being travelled through the aurora. By the whisperings of longing I woke up.
I wanted to change my T-shirt for an invisible pyjamas, weaved of the threads of love, with pattern of your kisses; a long pyjamas, reaching to the feet - invisible, but beautiful and warming.
I searched for you in my dreams this early morning. In the silence by my side I found you; close beside, invisible like my pyjamas, beaming beautiful.
This morning I was waked by thoughts from afar. This night I will come in my invisible pyjamas to make you company in your burning yearning.
Copyright © 2011 Maria Kimdal
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