Making ItA Poem by PeteOnly that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star. - ThoreauImage: Alectrona, Greek Goddess of Sun and Morning uncinching an overstretched, sesquipedalian belt of reticence the night dropped its blackened robe of darkness revealing virgin skin of a voluptuous morning the sun began to run its sweet, caressing fingers over a nude, wanting dawn kissing every inch of an alluring, new day the only thing it knew how to do the only sure way © 2022 PeteAuthor's Note
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