Another Dawn

Dawn breaks. I rise to wait,
for this curtain between us,
to be set aside.

As the light exposes the horizon
of our thoughts, my wish is
to see your eyes, brilliant, again.

I wish to welcome you back,
to walk with you, with joy
that belongs to pride of possession,

to revel in your details-
black hair and eyes, on your fair face-
clear, distinct, once again;

to enjoy a small talk,
with your sanity back,
strong, no longer shaken.

But a gust has yet blown again,
the cold is back, in your eyes-
but I will try again.