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 © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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