Watch the city go in flames.

Not quite daylight.

All it takes is three little words.

The playful mood lovers often find themselves in on the morning after a night of romance and passion. Often they wind up having each other for breakfast (if you know what I mean).

The beginning of the day holds new hope.

Haiku.

Daydreaming.

A poem of a man who continues to thank God for everything during the daybreak.

So much to do and so little time to do it in.

Citrus haiku.