Rape

[Guest Paul L. Leach]

Sunrise

Sparkling with the glint of sunrise

The sun’s red-orange hue

Somehow turns me blue

Because it wasn’t so long ago the sunrise

Was in your eyes, giving me my morning view

As I awakened from a night of passion

To glimpses of sunlight that laps

The lapses of the moon’s radiance underneath

Your eyelashes;

Wondering if I still hold that dream in your eyes

But what is visible

Is the glistening dew

Resembling tears of the day we separated

Like mist turning into a trickle, then a drop falling

 I wanted to cry but my eyes did not give in

I evaporated, coming back anew

Thinking of, but never with you

The grass that completed me

Held me together

 As we created a shine

That made other lovers want to be us

Sparkling, with the glint of sunrise

The sun’s red-orange hue

Arising, hugging the curves of you my Earth

As I stare out this window

It wasn’t long ago

The sunrise was in your eyes, for my morning view

 

I have a book of poems out now, "Incarcerated Thoughts of Love." It can be purchased on Amazon.com or Blurb.com

[Guest]

I apologize for posting the wrong poem. I felt that Rape may have been inappropriate for this post and changed it without changing the title of the post. Once again, I apologize to any readers.