A Cherub Stare
My eyes, as bold as cherub stares,
Are not allowed to softly graze
A thousand glimpses caught of you,
As silence steals a timid stance of time
To siphon murmured breaths,
The bloom of your sunrise smile.
© Bradley James Whidden
Are not allowed to softly graze
A thousand glimpses caught of you,
As silence steals a timid stance of time
To siphon murmured breaths,
The bloom of your sunrise smile.
© Bradley James Whidden