Cinnamon coffee
and a sunrise
made me love you today.

At first, I thought it was
the morning kiss
or the smell of the cherry floors,
or even the meadowlark
who sang over breakfast.

But when my naked feet
met the cobblestone ground,
I wandered to
the courtyard bench
and felt the wind
brush my face with tenderness.

You make no guarantees, world.
You owe us nothing,
yet you give what you can.

Stunning and unpredictable,
your autumn breath
filled my cup this morning
and fattened my throat
with infinity.

You’re too beautiful to ignore,
too quiet to obsess over.
Bring me a day, world,
and let me dance with you.

-ajs