"This Morning"

-I'm pretty satisfied with this one. Although, I think the first stanza is the weakest part.

Dawn breaks over me
and I wake from a dream.
In which I chased you
all the way to St. Louis.
And in a grove of green
I did lift you off your feet.
We cradled one another
In the fading, golden eve.
Then you did whisper to me,
"With every fiber of my being."

Sunlight pierces through the blinds.
Open wide my weary eyes.
and I listen for a moment
as the radiator hums along
with the sound of the new dawn.
Weakly rattling in vain
to keep this tired morning soul
protected from retreating cold.
Then I welcome the sun
smiling through my window.

This is where I remember,
when the light-giver's rays
touch my skin so gently,
Your presence like the surf
at dawn breaking on the beach,
how it washes over me.
I recall the curves of your body,
so simple, yet sublime.
Your bronze skin, alive with light.
Chasing shadows away
With but the shine of your eyes.

This morning, I miss you.