Daydream

The dawn pulls at my lids
and chases off the night.
I see you standing there
framed in a cloud of light.

I watch the shadows play.
They hide what was revealed -
the softness of your form
which cannot be concealed.

My voice is lost in wonder
as I try to call your name
but I cannot overcome
your beauty ‘midst the flame.

I reach to try and touch you.
I can’t overcome resistance
and so I watch admiring
your beauty at a distance.

You sense, somehow, my need
as you slowly turn, aware.
Penumbra hides your face
except the smile which lingers there.

The insistence of the alarm
wakes me from my sleep.
The sun calls me to rise,
yet it’s the dream I want to keep.

Slowly all the details
begin to fade away
but I will hold your image
with me throughout the day.



Notes
A contest entry for "KARIS'S ROMANTIC POETRY CONTEST!"  [ASR]

penumbra - a shadowy, indefinite, or marginal area; the partial or imperfect shadow outside the complete shadow.

Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry.  I would appreciate it if you'd take an few moments and leave a comment. Your reactions, criticisms, praise - all are welcome.

Ken