Opposites in Love: Night and Day
Description: A woman who is a night owl marries her opposite. How do they reconcile living together? She likes to stay up all night. He goes to bed early to greet the sunrise!
Description: A woman who is a night owl marries her opposite. How do they reconcile living together? She likes to stay up all night. He goes to bed early to greet the sunrise!
Moon Photo by *L*u*z*a* @ flickr
Sunrise Photo by elbfoto @ flickr
Also included in the article Writing Love Poetry.
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Opposites in Love: Night and Day
She loves the deep of night
He loves the new early morn
She greets the moon sky traveler
He greets the sun horizon surprising
She is early to bed, happily awake in the night
He is early to bed, quickly sound to sleep
She meditates; cat naps, and prays, waits to rise
He dozes, resting deep in melodious kind repose
She awaits the clock to three in the soft night
He ignores the clock until sleep is well done
She rises to cold October stars, sheltering secret regard
He sleeps on, oh, so warm, unaware yet sublime
She breathes freely the frosty night air
Eavesdropping to nature’s hushed breezes
Her cats, nocturnal two, merge softly purring
She gives a careful ear to his breathing still low
Noiseless, closing the open door to night’s chill
The silent trio walks out, farther, grass yielding as
The ancient moon climbs higher to greet old friends
Showering pale intense light, full moon aglow
Stars glistening, flash messages for her alone
Two hours she listens, advice streams from the sky
Serenity, the calm of night wraps tightly until dawn
Reluctant she sees the night is fading, returns to bed
He loves the new early morn
She greets the moon sky traveler
He greets the sun horizon surprising
She is early to bed, happily awake in the night
He is early to bed, quickly sound to sleep
She meditates; cat naps, and prays, waits to rise
He dozes, resting deep in melodious kind repose
She awaits the clock to three in the soft night
He ignores the clock until sleep is well done
She rises to cold October stars, sheltering secret regard
He sleeps on, oh, so warm, unaware yet sublime
She breathes freely the frosty night air
Eavesdropping to nature’s hushed breezes
Her cats, nocturnal two, merge softly purring
She gives a careful ear to his breathing still low
Noiseless, closing the open door to night’s chill
The silent trio walks out, farther, grass yielding as
The ancient moon climbs higher to greet old friends
Showering pale intense light, full moon aglow
Stars glistening, flash messages for her alone
Two hours she listens, advice streams from the sky
Serenity, the calm of night wraps tightly until dawn
Reluctant she sees the night is fading, returns to bed
Is it time to get up? Sleepily, eyes opening, he inquires
She lovingly smiles and says, the dawn comes to greet you
He returns her smile in slow agreement, turning off the alarm
Steaming mugs of coffee she gifts to warm their hands
She returns outside, by his side, He begins his day
She wistfully bids goodbye to the beauty moon and
He smiles and quietly shouts great joy within,
Together they drink in the moon retiring, dissolving away
It is the time of the sun walking in to reign over their new day.
By Denny Lyon
Copyright 21 October 2008
