And She Smiles
Somewhere in the distance
the horizon sleeps my canvas,
dawn comes to me in a dream
While the sun’s early rays
caress her,
widening her sable eyes and she smiles…
(before these eyes of mine can see)
Darkness drinks my landscape
in silence as I breathe, staring,
sending my heart along this imaginary line
As she sips her cup,
warm within this daylight bliss
Mornings are her and she smiles…
(and I find a crescent moon smiling on me)
A glint, a faint hint of light I see
of grapefruit tint and raspberry ribbons,
like fireflies on the hill
She peers out the window,
runs her fingers through her hair, inhaling
blue morning glory skies, and she smiles…
(as I exhale the night and the eastern glow I greet)
Pastels in salmon flow gather of my scene
and I rejoice in the new born light for at last,
across the distance, we may share the sun
And she smiles…
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2019
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