Friday, October 29, 2010


In the midst of morning falling
calling quick as stars are fading
The curtains call to one and all
whose hearts are serenading
Sleep must come to wrap us soft
in blankets of our choosing
as bodies twist and turn to yearn
for time is all we're losing
Gained in moments rapture
meant to capture love cascading
Lips that burn as sands do churn
through hourglass unfading
Tilt to turn it over
travel time relive each minute
thankful for the morning falling
stalling just to have you in it.