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Every Morning

(Revised 10/29/01)

Chas Andres

7 A.M.

Gone is the careless joy that visited

All too briefly in the night

Gone is the unending rush of adventure

Excitement, uncertainty and metaphor

As I am forced prematurely

Into the haze and confusion

Reality

My eyes slowly open

And I begin to remember

And warm rush hits my body

For you are the first thing I remember

And I casually glance to my side

Hoping that this will be the morning

That my eyes will meet with yours

That I will feel your touch on my face

But all I see is the cold florescence

Illuminating the hallway out the door

And all I feel is an aching

One that will never abate

Until I am with you

I remember more

An algebra test

A chemistry lab

A French quiz

And a paper to write

Before the moment that

You grace my life again

And I remember I have

Countless more mornings of this

Before I glance to my side

And my eyes meet with yours

And I groggily shake my head

And I don't know if I can take it

For one more moment

Then the light in the hallway

Begins to flicker

Bringing me back to reality

But you stay with me

You always stay with me

And I remember what I took for granted

Just moments before

I remember your love

And I know that one morning

I am sure that one morning

We will be together

And I move a shivering arm

To take off my covers

And I step out of bed disoriented

And I instinctually walk toward

The fluorescent light in the hall

And the emotions swirl about me

Loneliness, happiness, sorrow, fear

And I wish beyond all else

That you are with me

And I feel cold

But I wouldn't trade places

With anyone else in the world

For I have you

We have each other

And I know

We always will

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