Love at Sunrise

Sunrise makes a good lover whispering
golden propositions on a melancholic morn.
The horizon but a thread separating the earth and sky,
with white capped waves draped like linen sheets.
A bold silhouette awakens wrapped in silence,
unfolding layers of orange and blue,
while other times revealing only shades of gray.
Promises kept, quietly sitting along the river’s bed,
as gilded lips softly caress the wind, and
innocence becomes a faded memory.
  
Robert
2015