Quiet morning
chilled by wind and rain.
A room less than filled
with music flowing through.
Emotions within rhythms,
melody and voice put together.
Light and calming air,
soothes one's soul so much.
The bed so tempting
constantly calling me to join it in slumber.
Clouds had kept the morning sun hidden well
casting away rays of bright.
My phone lies a corner
as though losing all hint of life.
Pen kisses the paper
producing words of blue.
Whirlpools of thoughts in my head
from twirls in my stream of thoughts.
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