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.