It's Morning Now

It's morning now . . .
     the sun has brought the day

The night has pushed away
. . .no longer your touches
     drape across my vestige

     flutters of fortitude
     only a memory
     in the shaft of old

My smile lingers . . .
     as the dew glistens
     the songbirds listen
     and I'm still swept away

Your nighttime Melody
      echos in fourths
      whispering
      sweet nothings-
      that mean something

To wander back in deep
      telling secrets we will keep
      curious fingers- 
      finding their way in the dark

Searching high and low
      tempting rivers as they flow

. . . and tomorrows
       we don't know
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Roper Avatar
October 3, 2017 at 11:47 PM
we never know about tomorrow... :)
Allison Avatar
October 1, 2017 at 6:35 PM
Oh so romantic Tim, just live for today :-) hugs Jan xx
De Beaulieu Avatar
October 1, 2017 at 5:52 PM
We never know about tomorrow. We never know what tomorrow will bring. Have a nice evening my friend.
Warrior Avatar
October 1, 2017 at 9:43 AM
Nicely crafted Tim...hopefully tomorrow will be a better day...god bless...^WW^
White Avatar
October 1, 2017 at 8:24 AM
The only important day is today. We will whisper sweet nothings that mean somethings :)
Marcum Wong Avatar
October 1, 2017 at 4:03 AM
This is so romantic and lingers in my thoughts Tim. Lovely! ; )
Vaso Avatar
September 30, 2017 at 11:03 PM
When I make it to the morning, I breath a sigh of relief, beautiful poem!
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