AM

At the quietest moment
Head held high
Your an inner mystery
Faced forward eyes focused
But your mind is racing
I can see your heart
Pacing through
The fog of the early morning
Full warning
A glance as if there was
Never one before
As we approach the sunrise
Another is stolen
Inside there is
Too much to be
Chosen
These moments are
Only muttered for
They are stolen
The silhouette
Of brown eyes
And full lips
Tree after tree
House after house
Yellow line
Sunshine
Rain drop
Or drizzle
More like dizzy
Now to ecstasy
The walk
People always stare
Inquiring minds wanna know
Quite frankly so do I
Stay in sigh mode
In awe is more like it
How did I earn the position
As your personal
Sidekick