I have surrendered many a darker sunrise
in my weakness—
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 servitude—
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
“Darker sunrise” is such a lingering phrase… I can see it happening in my mind, like warmest twilight smitten with the darkest night.
Thank you so much, Magaly 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
I love the last three lines in particular.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
i like the image of “darker sunrise”….
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Togetherness doesn’t have to talked about, once we love and trust the other we accept we might think differently to them but that is OK.
Absolutely! Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
I love the image of ‘a darker sunrise’ and the contrasting ‘beams of light and softer sighs’. your poem ending on a question suggests there will be more.
Thank you so very much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Differences are essential, I’m sure. Learning to live with them is the tricky bit. But once learned, bliss. Great words, by the way.
Thank you so much, Anthony 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
“…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!
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
That challenge in those last lines. Oh, wow.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I will always look for the beams of light in the dark sunrises. It’s my terminal optimism, I guess!
You and me both 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Beverly 💄❤️
“paragon of eros” the lover is truly in deep, considering the beloved to be such
Happy Sunday Sanaa
Much 💖love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
I love the image of the darker sunrise. Intriguing and lovely.
Thank you so much, Ayala 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Good question. I love the way his lips shape my name.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
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
Thank you so much, Marja 😀 you decoded the poem beautifully! I am so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Beautifully rendered lines … cascading from an awesome and eloquent title … to the powerful echo left by the question you close on.
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
ooh this was smooth and sensual. great write.
Thank you so much, Humblekind Poet 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
No….this fish has been hooked line and sinker:)
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This is beautiful from first word to its ending.
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“sometimes there are no words left,
only beams of light
and softer sighs; ” – sometimes that is all that is needed in that small moment where no words can complete one’s thoughts.
Thank you so much, Joel 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️