Morning Kisses

I want to lovingly persuade
the windows to your soul
to open, relaxed and slow
with soft showers of cascading
silken rose colored petals,
pressing practiced, perfect kisses
against your face and then your lips
spilling down your neck,
along your shoulders
and back again
while a spring breeze
of whispered adoration
flutters as promises
into your ears
the simple words I long for you to hear:
“you are so beautiful to me.”