I love the dawn; her ragged edge is capped
by hazy veils. It is impossible
to see a single leaf whose veins have trapped
her light. The branches, too, are just too full
of light to view. Obscured by a fiery sun’s
occluded force’s shade, the world and you
were equally lost through light. I think no one
could reason in such love; it blurred you to
the point where I was blinded when I looked
into your eyes. I could not see a fault,
regardless of how plain it was. It took
some time away from you, self-forced default,
to sift out of the coriolis sure
proof that you were mine and I was yours.