Night's Petulant Cry

Night's Petulant Cry

A Poem by Melissa
"

Always the chase

"
"Too soon, too soon"
Night's petulant cry
as shimmers of virginal dew
caress dawn's rising.

Coquettishly she teases night-
their coupling never to be.
Golden tendrils lie against
his abating stature.

How sweet the chase,
but bitter their fate-
Only the kiss,
never a union.

© 2013 Melissa


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Added on May 1, 2013
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Melissa
Melissa

Davison, MI



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