Dawn

the dawn comes and i remember it spent with u
ur words ...ur breath...are u
the day follows but its grey as if it grew wings and just flew
maybe i thought u exist i cant fell ur presence
im sad with a smile a very big smile
a sighing smile that ends with a giggle like it hurts in a tickling way
maybe ur there on a yesterday door step
and a tremorous now
oh how it shakes like reflections pinched with wind on the face of the nile
the glittering sounds of strumming
they are colored
rich and seen with a naked eye
but for your face i can't see in my mind.