• Angle M

    Every morning, I wake up
    The wind is howling outside, but
    I am warm, safe, and happy
    Filled with ever-growing love
    And feelings for you.

    Every afternoon, I sit at the table
    Finishing geometry problems, while
    Gazing out the window at the rain and wind.
    The trees thrash wildy, and my geometry
    Isn't going to solve itself,
    But I'm still as warm as ever,
    Glowing with happiness and calculating
    The measure of angle M with a flourish.

    Every night, I lie in bed, my spine
    And hamstrings well-stretched and
    Content, only adding to the gentle radience
    I aleady harbor in my heart.
    The philosopher in me comes out,
    And we ponder the meaning of everything
    Savoring these moments of understanding.

    Late at night, as I drift off to sleep,
    My mind is purly in the realms of imagination now,
    Ready to dream the night away - for you.