Incandescence

I watch the sun rise
In my cup of coffee, in
Golden light of dawn,
I watch sunbeams hue your eyes;
Like sparkling gemstones
You become amaranth ritual in my day .

90 thoughts on “Incandescence

  1. Ah, the sun rising in your cup of coffee. Wonderful. I love the reference to ritual as well. There is something about ritual that is steadying yet free-ing. Lovely poem yassy

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