Mornings

I want mornings to feel like
The smell of rain
After a long, hot summer
The excitement of sleeping
Under the stars
The taste of you
On my lips
I want mornings to feel like
Easy does it
Slow and steady
Poetry written by the Earth
And spilled out onto anyone
Who will listen
My bare feet planted
Into the ground
Roots that turn into freedom
I want mornings to feel like this