Two Minutes to Dawn

Two minutes to dawn, the horizon's hue glows,
Flourishing with promise, a whisper of hope.

Two minutes to dawn, the dreams fade away,
The sleepy mist rises to greet the new day.

Two minutes to dawn, seduction draws near,
A kiss from a star, blissful romance endears.

Two minutes to dawn, an opus soars high,
Roses the altos, sopranos the flies.

Two minutes to dawn, the wind rushes in,
Gentle percussion upon each darkened limb.

Two minutes to dawn, the night world retires,
Climbing safely within, their own love's deep fires.

Two minutes to dawn, as the light briefly winks,
Shimmers of freedom, in the horizon's pale pink.

Two minutes to dawn, the night bird sings,
As morning draws near, its heaviness brings.

Two minutes to dawn, a heartbeat fades way,
Beneath the cloak, of a promising new day.

Two minutes to dawn, as the sun's vast glow,
Breaches the darkness, the vanity grows.

Two minutes to dawn, bitter memories fade,
Expression of hope paint a brand new shade.

Two minutes to dawn, the time has come neigh,
To release the past, to embrace a new life.

Two minutes to dawn, with no time to spare,
A lasting impression, a new cross to bear.

Two minutes to dawn, a vow to behold,
A clear sky to soar, to passages untold.

Two minutes to dawn, has since passed by,
No longer to dream, nor continue this lie.

October 2005