The yellow beam of winter noon
stealing glances
through agape blinds,
still at bay, the pallid moon.
brushing every blemish and scar,
the cursive freckles of your arm,
the tiny crescent of your palm.
the silk of your hemline
stroked in gentle tones,
joys inclined.
only a brief break
from supple spell;
letting you lean
back to loving lull.
Outside at the juncture
of crimson and grey;
the last of fear abandoning
like golden star,
drowning into soft sapphire
of heavens afar.
deadlocked between
life and demise;
every breath and cry,
gasping in cacophony
of tender melody.
Bones that howled in
silent screams of woes;
heart chafed with crawling
anger, relief slipped
in cusp of sorrows.
now all tossed into obsidian snow.
giving way to
auburn tints of light;
life wailing with
olive green of delight;
springing up into
caress of cold nights.
All for you to shine.
so shine till even sun sighs
and swerves away
into heaving sky.
long rested underneath
the lonely skin,
now it’s time
to unleash the flames
of daisy lights within.