The Temperature of a Cloudy Morning

Sitting by the window with my coffee, I write a name on the glass with my finger. Cool air wraps the room, but when I breathe beside that name, it seems to grow a little warmer. In this hour before the day has begun, I write the message I'll send you again and again, and delete it. Today, it seems enough just to look out the window for a long while. As slowly as the coffee cools, may our early morning reach you. Good morning. A slightly cloudy today, and still, may your day open gently.