Storms in the Morning Light

Each absent touch burns
with the bright of the sky,

where desperate eyes search
for their abandoned hopes.

A cold ground hardens
for the ever pacing feet

that pass back and forth
to and from their dreams.

The morning’s brace came
for another day to collapse.

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