As winters day rolls in
Sun rays burning dirt-colored skin
Peeling cloved eyes apart to
Witness your grin
Or perhaps soft snoring—
Hands searching for eternity,
Tracing ridges along deep waistlines
The aroma of yesterday’s coconut shrimp
engulfed between sheets,
Faint memories of distant dreams
Crashing like ocean waves into reality
Drowning out the sounds of our breath
Reminding us that time passed is each, a tiny death
Mingling, rising then crashing deeply
As firm digits rush to grope soft cheeks
Laughter breaking vocal chords weak
The deepest rumble, bold vibrations
Echoing from your stable mountain top
I’m grateful that it is your chocolate eyes I peer in—
On a chilly, winters morning
Genuinely Jannah 