Rise and Bloom

you are the morning. a little sweeter than the dawn. lovely only. as gorgeous as the saddest song. my heaven wraps it's winged and soaring arms around the part of you that feels mistaken. to find the deepest place where pain has taken you. where you have felt forsaken.

and in the dimming light i see you through an open window. though you only feel the wind shift in the dark of night.

you are like raindrops. glistening out on the lawn. until the sun comes out again. then you are gone.

but while you're there. all undone and blinking back the dew. i'll wrap my winged and soaring arms around you. the saddest song will see you through...