Morning Glow

 Veiled eyes
Shifting with the endless 
Streams of morning
Leaning gently against
The cool glass
I encounter you
In silent reprise
Even as your eyes close
And the curtains around us flow

And our presence could be no more
Than a silent past
Nothing left,
But the morning glow.

Reviews

[deeps]

I like this found it light and airy, very well written.