Mornings Innocent
by May Swenson

I wear your smile upon my lips
Arising on mornings innocent
Your laughter overflows my throat
Your skin is a fleece about me
With your princely walk I salute the sun
People say I am handsome

Arising on mornings innocent
birds make the sound of kisses
Leaves flicker dark and light like eyes

I melt beneath the magnet of your gaze
Your husky breath embraces my ear
Alert and fresh as grass I wake
and rise on mornings innocent.