The dawn whispered through the window, leaving behind the night. She opened her eyes like a blooming morning glory with sunlight. Every night she jumps into the bed, untold stories unfold like dew drops settling itself on the warm window pane. She calls me then to clear the crud . I hold her close to drench in love for she rains in a desert longing to flood. #YQBaba #Mornings #Heart #ACallFromLove
