When the Sun Kisses the Morning

Dusk kisses the nape of her neck and hold the night in its lovely hue Skin mirrors the face of bright stars and leaves the day in unending rue. Eyes swim with red torridapproach, but feign the sky with a caustic stare Lips are full as the river in Spring quiver now in the greyish air. She floats over water, brings her sorrow to ashen lips Drink grief from a ticking past that makes her sick. Day stained with guileful innocence, The wind kisses leaves, but brings no cogent recompense. A sigh from the lips of her mouth now escapes A blink from the last of his eye now placates. But the tears fall like rain spewed upon arid ground And the storm cloaks the fevor of the love that abounds. I sleep beneath a sky suffused wiht black She whispered in my car, "Will love be back?" Wake in the weaking arms of future's hold Stare in the frozen pond of dreams untold. Sift through diurnal moods that impede sleep Forced to endure the throes that vows do reap. Please let me sleep in forever's grace Let me kiss the tears that strain your face. Heal the wounds of mine that fester now, Tend my wretched heart that beats somehow. I sleep beneath the damp earth Your hands in mine, She whispered in my ear, "Our love conquered time."