Sonnet on the morning
The sun's eye coyly peeks out from the sky.
Imagine its lips forming flirty grin
Reminding us it must soon leave again.
This dawn is just a tease - and I know why.
For tell me how this morning can be true
If we see such dark deeds in this bright night?
Prepare yourself for consummation's sight,
When only love is left of all you do.
The sun will truly rise high to kiss earth,
Unblinding light consume the shadow's reign.
Behind our eyes, beneath the rock and stain
Will break the one true dawn of nova's birth
The first and final morning we will face
Is when the sun extends this last embrace.