Wake Me Not

A hidden talent beneath the toadstool.

Cashmere Illusions

Wake Me Not

By J. Lynne Moore

Wake me not until the dawn…
The tides have writ the final pawn.

Moon glow cackles along the waves,
To the horizon with shadows paves.

Minutes whisper as they fade away,
Lost to history and memory’s fray.

Wake me not until the dawn…
When the rays, yellow, cheerfully spawn.

And bid the amaranthine a fond adieu,
Sprinkling, soft, the day’s first dew.

My eyes will then upon you be cast,
Our love complete at long last.

© 2016 -2018 Cashmere Illusions.blog /J.Lynne Moore All Rights Reserved

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