frigid black morning
too c o l d for shadows
one more cup of joe
all those stars freezing in a sea of darkness.
morning person holds her cup of joe with two hands
sunlight and flowers.
let's stack our haiku close and thick like cord wood,
pages in a steamy book,
blankets on a still warm bed,
let's bring in the light and turn up the heat
stoke the fire
with a thousand syllables of love.