Morning

Filtered light rays dancing on my eye lids
Scent of cinnamon in the air
Warmth surrounds me
Kick to the side a cool spot like a bubbling spring
Coffee to shake me awake
Silence
Empty room
Empty mind
Sans noise
Sans sight
Energy bursts through the room flittering the curtains
Like butterfly wings

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