my perfect summer morning dream

I want to hear the blue jays sing,

While i sit outside on the swing,

Sipping nice and fresh hot coffee,

waking up with just the world and me.

I want to watch the hummingbirds,

With their humming sound and no words,

Drinking the sweet red nectar,

As the morning gets brighter.

I want to feel that cool breeze,

Rustling leaves flowing around like a sea,

Brushing through my hair and on my skin,

Doing it over and over again.

I want to smell the moisture,

The fresh bloomings in the air,

Those pretty little buds opening,

For the first time with their colors showing.

I want to taste those sweet lips,

As i lean in with my toes on their tips,

I kiss him on such a sweet summer morning,

The sight, smell, sound, and warmth around us glowing.