Unclose of, day is without your cascading sunset... After Sunset PREVIEWS

After Sunset
The sands of the hour fall, the sands of
time answering the dawn's nakedness
the hours unveiled breathlessly time spent with
you, thoughts that caress ring into the
next, sunset befalls from the sands of the
hour, these are the sands of
time ...enclosing the next sunset repeating
the hour, sunset's ray kisses the pale night,
the moon chariots across the cumulus
pillowing the moon, as I lay my head in its
shadow red as the dawn, in blows the red
sheer of an open glass door until it touchs
the shoulder of the hour
as the kiss that first caressed
once again welcoming the dawn,
sands of the hour fall to tell of
kisses that close the sunset,
Dawn caresses me after your kisses have closed the sunset

Jocelyn Shaw


Sunset Kisses
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Dawn caresses me after your kisses have
closed the sunset, sands of the hour fall
until I hear your voice, slowly the color
fades the dawn with reminisces of the time
spent with you, an arrow of cupid misrayed
my way the day I met you, so unexpected as
the thoughts that caress, fall from the
sands of the hour, as this unexpected note
of love sent your way, a message in a
bottle, an old romantic gesture, floating,
float on, until notes of your voice ring my
way, unexpectedly, the sands of the hour
fall, the sands of time

Jocelyn Shaw