the sun may shine

01 Oct 2021

through a dusty open window fragrantly light lips the sill kissing curtains' steady flow brushing motion up until a body looks away from woe sparkling like dew in marble indicating by hue the time of day a dazzling show so smooth the canvas seems to be fixed in seamless array all so confusing since sometimes as one is basking in the light of day dawn seems like dusk inside us