Dawn.

In the dark I smiled as his sleepy voice said,

that he wanted to kiss my toes to my head,

that he wants to stay here all day with me in bed,

no, not to have sex, but just hold me instead;

 

In the past he crafted 3,000-mile-long words,

that he was most certain would never be heard,

that were perpetually in vain, his brain was assured,

no, like a boomerang they’d return again, undeterred;

 

In the same exact spaces of time, never mind,

that I searched for words to fall out of the sky,

that I oftentimes spied the dimmest flash of light,

no, it was gone before I wiped the tears from my eyes;

 

In the sunshiny rays that warmed my face,

was the thawing of ancient gears frozen in place,

was the gnawing of rope til the final thread gave,

was the spawning of hope with the dawning of days.

 

 

6 thoughts on “Dawn.

  1. Marvelous piece, such a pleasant flow, yet such a raw power behind each word.

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  2. Simon says:

    That’s so hart warming. It was really beautiful my friend. How are you doing my gorgeous? 🙂

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