Dawn

Rays of light mottle an atmospheric canvas Varnished with a saddened hue of blue One requires the other Alarm clocks chime the birth Vocalized stretches alert commencement Rising spines challenge each mind to acknowledge gratitude Whether expressed or not Fate marks an autographed message which lays the foundation for maturity And growth...blossoms A breeze that captivates flesh A song that whistles its own etymon Begging for style Ignoring rhetoric As street lights decompose The life before the night before Exposed. She never belonged to him anyway. The skyline explains The fate that was chosen Froze. The night was ours The morning belongs to no one.