Morning

Your face is in my hands Sinking into morning’s mist I try to hold it tight But it escapes like sand Melting through fingers And disappears into Nothingness of ice Of emerging cold morning I cry for help I beg for mercy Don’t leave me don’t disappear After all those endless nightmares Of me searching in darkness I finally started seeing Your faint profile reflected In the moons’ shiny eyes With hope emerging In my lonely grieving psyche Like a seed pregnant with will To bring life to the barren Deserted landscape Of abandoned earth I hold onto your face And lock my gaze Longingly staring Into your melting eyes In the morning mist That envelops horizon And leaves me abandoned Like it has done many times Waking up every morning In cold sweat after long Torturous exhausting journey Through dark landscape Of endless nightmares Of suffering wandering soul Staring at your face melting Into burning sky Of cold winter morning