6: 00 Am

6: 00 am:
My favorite time of day....
Insulated from splattering rain with
Doors closed, we can whisper of epiphanies and histories
While the rest of the world sleeps sound
(None the wiser to our private intercourse.)

Mistaking coffee for hot chocolate
We drank and laughed until sunrise
And awakening, I saw the thing I dreamed of seeing
Your blue, loving eyes.
And as we drifted off, wound together like guitar strings,
I thought:
"6: 00 am, my favorite time to go to bed….."

by Kali Rose Stewart

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favourite time, though not prime, good one