You arise from sleep in your domicile

Breathing.  Actually it keeps us alive

Us mammals.  Everything does: the air,

Apples, flakes for breakfast, orange liquid and

The sudden welling-up of brightness.

Really the best.  Really a calm

Style.  Ice chunks fall into street.

My head fills with light when I stand up.  Really

Snowing.  Clouded windows.  Outside the promise

Of more cold air.  The gleam of your wet skin

And the tiny flowers surrounding the place

You sleep.  These are important.  As important as

The atmosphere or the rays from our star.

These things keep me alive and happy.  Naturally

Breathing, thinking, wanting to know all about you.