Dawn Arises

It is one of lost innocence

The Dawn Arises

The dawn arises,
with more surprises,
the morning sun,
is on a run.

It is a day of joy,
and a day of laughter,
with everything that come ever after,
and runs even faster.

There is no sorrow,
that comes this way,
it arrives with the dawn,
it comes to stay.

It comes with laces,
in places that you cannot say,
and stays in places,
where you want to play.

With ribbons and bows,
in places untold,
ready to party,
that is not very cold.

Hearts and flowers,
are the theme of the days,
ready for action,
with emotions at play.

Lust makes you anxious,
caution is advised,
from this moment of fear,
snd a single tear is dear.

Then something is lost,
with the coming of the dawn,
forever lost,
forever gone.

Now and forever,
the moment is past,
leaving not a mark,
a die is cast.

What was once pure,
is now gone,
in a passionate action,
that moved on.