Someone Who Comes to Mind on a Clear Morning
To you The sky I saw on the way to work was unusually high. The morning light was softer than yesterday, and wondering if you were looking at the same sky, I slowed my steps for a moment. Fondness seems to resemble weather. When you smile, it clears; when you're indifferent, it clouds right over. Today, thanks to you, my mood is bright from the morning on. An uneventful day, but just having you makes the day sparkle.
Clear
Looking out the bus window on my way to work, the streetlights still haven't gone out. The people walking along that light aren't in any hurry, so it seems this morning is beginning quietly.
Perhaps I was one of the people walking along that light. Your saying their steps weren't hurried carries this morning's warmth to me just as it was.