I want to write a poem

I want to write a poem
          about
the sweet
      softness
that was waking this morning
    The sun drifting in
                                                                                    
                                             a gentle kiss
I could wear on my skin all day
    like sweet
perfume
                               a lover's lingering salutations
                                             my heart light
A morning with eggs 
    and toast
          and hot coffee

                so sweet

                                The mug warming my fingers
                                      both nostalgic 
                              and constant

I feel my strings
    vibrate 
their rising chorus
               a body so strong
               so capable
               resilient and
                                                                                                    
                                                       unfaltering 

And I could think
         how sweet
all of
this is.

I want to write it

I want to write it
I want to write it
I want to write it
I want to write it
I want to write it