Boundaries of Your Morning Sunrise
Posted by arthenn on March 23, 2008
“Boundaries of Your Morning Sunrise”
The way a beautiful woman comes out of nowhere
Not a word spoken
Showing her self upon a falling star.
She smiles Bringing out the serenity in me
An evenness of yearning
A longing,
For romanticism, the sensuality of her soul
Growth of her rose garden flourishes its gracefulness,
Beauty and aroma that surrounds me
For all to see
The beauty I see
Reflecting out of her eyes.
No longer captive of my thoughts
I speak
Layers Upon layers
Of your beauty one cannot match.
Rays of warmth that surrounds you
Your beauty shines through your stained glass window
That which was made by your own hands.
You smile, holding your self elegantly,
Embracing time,
Emotions fading away
Into the midnight hour
Chasing the early morning sunrise.
©Arthur Henn 2008
March 24, 2008 at 1:44 am
“Rays of warmth that surrounds you
Your beauty shines through your stained glass window
That which was made by your own hands.”
I love these lines. I can almost see the colors as the sun shines through the glass.
March 24, 2008 at 3:15 am
I like trying to write with imagery of sight, smell and texture as if you could see it on film.
I want the reader to taste and feel what I’m writing.
Thank You!