dawn waits with bated breath
for morning’s kiss to lower
onto her tender upturned lips

It is the infinitesimal space
as your mouth is descending slowly
the hesitation before brushing ever so softly
against mine

the heartbeat that stretches
pregnant with the weighty hush
of expectation
protracting moments with its potential

like the heaviness of night’s footsteps
as he slips from evening’s bed
leaving behind her blushing skies
to face the day alone

10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. aintnoninny
    Mar 20, 2013 @ 17:21:30

    Lovely poem.


  2. prewitt1970
    Mar 20, 2013 @ 17:44:39

    The like button does not do this piece justice.


  3. Susan L Daniels
    Mar 20, 2013 @ 20:38:42

    Oh, Wm, so beautiful!


  4. Wiley Schmidt
    Mar 21, 2013 @ 02:31:44

    Wow, I love this and your blog! Beautiful and so well done!


  5. Shackled and Crowned
    Mar 21, 2013 @ 03:32:05

    First, guess what my middle name is? I must’ve been on your brain. 😉

    This is gorgeous and sooooo visual.
    Every time I read one of your poems, I see a gorgeous watercolor, illustrating your words. Damn, I wish I could watercolor.


So talk to me, baby ...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: