Altered Dawn (poem)
What is this flower dares to share your name
As if it had some beauty to compare
To all the wonders still lay hidden there
Where shadow have no hope against your flame
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What is this scent of shame which tames the air
Which doesn’t share your flair or will to frame
A scent of memories which are the same
Amid a world bereft and unaware
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Return you dreamer of an altered dawn
A soul still drifts upon the morning’s light
With eyes still lost amid the sparkling dew
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What flower dares what dreams are built upon
The scent of it adds tears to my delight
Whose dreams are made of memories of you