DUSK

dusk filtered in through open door
reminding me of old
her character a kind rapport
the sun too proud to show
but then she settled on my chest
and kissed me off to sleep
that i'd forget to dwell the past
and remember to dream

for there's a heavy in it all
a somber swift reprieve
when weeping fails for sadness' sake
and breathing pains the beat
and dusk doth own some guilt in this
the sorrow in her seam
despite her beauty, in remiss
she wishes me to dream