Dear Sun

Startled awake, i turn over.

The clock *glowing* green read:

I’d fallen asleep with the phone next to me, ::sigh::

I smile. Resigned.

This is life: (beautiful) in its own spiteful way, falling asleep next to a quiet phone.

With one arm wrapped around a pillow.

Realized you were probably in your bed by now.

Gave you a hug in my head instead, and a faintly resigned smile.

And rolled back over to find your body in feathers.

my hands groping for your voice instead,

Longing to hear any number of syllable secrets spill through the pregnant dark about your heart

Imagining those alive velvet lips brushing close to mine as we exchange liquid energies

Hoping i drew a smile from your heart, last night.

You’re a powerhouse of passion,

And i’ve brought my sunglasses.

I await for your company to bask in warm rest

And to feel the fire again

Will you break through darkness this morning, dear sun?

Published by J.J.Celli

JJCelli has been expressing herself through writing most her life. She holds two BA degrees and a MA degree in Forensic Psychology. Celli enjoys challenging herself intellectually and physically and lives a life of health and fitness. Celli is a survivor of childhood trauma as well as a survivor of intimate partner violence/gun violence. After recovering she became an advocate and speaker on intimate partner violence in the LGBTQ+ community. JJCelli is working on developing her forthcoming book of poetry titled "Love Letters and Pocket Knives" to be released soon.

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