i am the slowly sand
you, the moment of departure
dawn laughing through lingering hands
tasting your peach hourglass skin
time loses nothing in a moment
when it is the soft press of your lips
or the singing behind your eyes
and if...
if
...if only
time
followed the cascade of your hair
and drank the ambrosia sun
dancing with your sighs
a moment
is all i ask
a dawn moment lazy
with you