In Tomorrow's Sunrise
Even when time stands
Still the wings of smiles
Crumble in darkness
Life stands still in places
Even where moons twinkle in
Passing moments the only
Picture hanging in this corridor is
One blank captioned “Silence”
Is always seen when glances
Are never heard leaving
Incomplete messages as yesterday is
Nothing less than a fiction of tomorrow’s
Pleasure cruises back alleyways
High seas build salty reactions
Oblivious to desiring ships already
Captained have run aground resting
On her left most beautiful side
Your left most beautiful smile intrigues
Then captures butterfly wings
Akin to music dew drops
Play on blooming flowers
Fighting two years of wither
Heart left a frost bitten
Egyptian pyramid built from
Your one dimple down snow on
African Pampas of unknown
Feelings return every rainy
Season lives in September
One trips over words never
Spoken dreams never awoken
From the nightmares titled life
Is never an easy road to run
Feet ache then burnt in winter
Suns set earlier than in the spring
Dew no longer frozen on lips
Disguised as lilies drunk off this
Intoxicating experience I waft from
Petal to petal an insignificant bee
Clothed in a garden rivaled only by Eden
Cast out to re-grow our forbidden fruit
Tree branches intertwined lost and histories
Scribed once more the ghosts of our
Former souls scream to birthed again
In tomorrow’s sunrise…
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