Sonnet Xliv - Poem by Danny Draper
You wake me gently from my slumber deep,
Rouse with kind promises knowing well, the
Morning is now too old for them to keep.
Go back to sleep, defying day its right,
such hopes and dreams of failed calendars
Connect me to the peace and dark of night.
But gnawing more loudly outside the day
Conspires actively, the night to betray,
and above the uncover of lightness,
It is concealed and stolen away.
I surrender in silence, but groaning
Crumpled, unfurl, and rise, still moaning.
Showered, dressed, pace’s quick warning,
A kiss and you’re gone, into the morning.
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