Never As Broken As Before The Dawn Poem by N J Thornton

i

she peeled away three minutes of the sunrise
and split them up
into individual seconds
then laid them down on the glassy ocean
and watched
as each one smashed its way
into the cool depths




ii

he couldn't decide
if the flesh of her left cheek
resembled the sun
as much as her right

so he waited
until orange balanced
on the horizon
and then he kissed her
twice





iii

traces of the moon
were still visible
beneath her fingernails

but the more she
clawed at the breeze
of every breath

the closer the day became