New dawn enters
Silver light opens
Mind centers
In jest words spoken
Hearts feels broken
Thoughts left unspoken
Not well chosen
Souls splinter
Bleak like winter
Tears fall
Puddles dark
As night
Upon paper white
Emotions write
In golden speech
Like autumn leaves
On red littered paths
Regrets pour forth
No mirth uttered or said
Before sweet slumber
Deep like solemn umber
Wounded hearts together
Like falling eagle feathers
Come back to us gladness
Place within our breasts
Words needing expressed
Misunderstandings suppressed
Create day to soar anew in
True love to begin again
Held secret between two
Me, and only you
Halves make gleam whole
Drops like azure dew
Fall softly and skew
Feelings gently pursue
Come quietly to me
‘The best is yet to be’