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…