Darker Sunrise

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I have surrendered many a darker sunrise
in my weaknessβ€”
your instructions never fail to arouse
the rising stems,
stretching out wherever you are,
whatever your weather.
I look upon you as a paragon of eros,
the way your lips shape my name
and obey
the pull of the commands of servitudeβ€”
sometimes there are no words left,
only beams of light
and softer sighs;
is this something you can live without?

 

 

Photo credits: Colley Whisson Artwork, Pinterest

Posted for Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United

36 Replies to “Darker Sunrise”

  1. “…sometimes there are no words left, / only beams of light / and softer sighs…”
    Truer words never spoken.

    “is this something you can live without?”
    Oh, PLEEEZE don’t make me answer this question.

    Great write, Sanaa!

  2. I love “sometimes there are no words left, only beams of light
    and softer sighs” is this something you can live without?
    It feels so much like a deep cogitation Only able to being answered by the person in question

    1. Thank you so much, Marja πŸ˜€ you decoded the poem beautifully! I am so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

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