The dawn

In this darkest hour of the morning, just before dawns light kisses the morning clouds from their nightly slumber. My heart yearns for your heart. The warm embrace of sunlight glistening from your eyes as the last thing I see before the night turns to day. These are only some of things I miss as the darkness kisses the light from from heart and shaking soul. I yearn to once again be held y the soul that will see me too this new dawn. Or has this dream left me forevermore.

B-2019

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