Go Figure.

When the curtains of my dreams are drawn by the sunrise,

A smile on my face, your namesake lies.

In the vein of the initial rays of the golden orb,

Your thought makes my countenance shine and warm.

The sky blushes to a scarlet arresting,

Every immediate, to a lovelier it’s correcting.

My imagination of you ushers me into the same way,

Makes me redden just like the juvenile day.

As the day mellows and becomes erudite,

With my heart, my will picks up a fight.

Former wants to run away to a dwelling,

Where your arms are what make the railing.

Customs command thorny patience,

They say that is what sweetens the essence.

Of the day’s last few hours,

Shining above me, silver sparkling stars.

Silver as true, a tear from my eye,

Heartbreaking as the cold wind, leaves out a sigh.

Belonging to the same day, lovers we are two,

Our love, no qualm, belongs to true.

Obstacles and bars to a rainbow yet to be,

God be with us, together we will see.