A Golden Morning Call Poem by duncan chappell

Mornings gentle breeze, trains platform so calm, a shudder becomes the cold, sunlight flickers through the darkened trees,
A puffing train upon its way through the foggy mornings call, fading away in to the distant morning light,
As I gently walk away a lady Ceizar Souza reflects in the platforms mirrors a golden lady of smiles so bright my angel of the light, hands so warm so soft upon my face,
Within you I see myself
Kind, calm, passionate, a forever flower, rose petals fall all around you on to the platforms floor, a candle flickers in the window, your perfume fills the empty room,
A Christmas wish is forever that beautiful kiss.