hurried bloom

she has a hand of reasons to loose him, he liberates her often hidden smile, she buried trust faded away, he swallowed any promises they made, darkness to weave its silent track, stars decorate a shroud of black, night closed the door on a fertile mind, and captured the light that the day worked so hard to provide, vibrant golden hues, melt into morning's hurried bloom, whisper the secrets from night to day, bird announces the dawning and fills it with praise, and the wound slowly heals, voices inferior, voices inferior, and the wound slowly heals, moon raise your head, from a soft horizon bead, shine on a thirsty ground, merciless sun steals the water for the sky to drown