Sunrise's amber gold shines in eyes in thoughts of day's treasures,
birdsong plays the heart's violin with serenity's serenade,
first scalding sip of coffee stirs the palate's with hunger for life,
caress of warm soothing shower strokes with heavenly brushes,
heart bathes in the revival of pure aliveness,
mind reaches out with fingers of perception,
inhaling every layer of inviting awakening,
that summons the pure adrenaline rush
of elation's fireworks in the body.
Strolling so erect and full of passions to devour the moment,
before nostrils are assaulted by daggers in litter box odors,
smell silently smothering the second of rapture's revival,
cat owner's breakfast for senses,
always an omelet of sweet and sour.
Honorable mention
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