September rainy morning
The are so many questions;
The sweet night,
the cold fine feathers.
The September rainy morning
I await answers, my princess,
you are overpowering.
Your lipstick kissed upon my lips.
The most beautiful smile on this
planet that we share.
I cannot sleep.
The night still reflects your sweet scent.
Curtains over the rain washed windows;
the hotel room in which we stayed
waiting for a train to dreamland.
Life is beautiful with you love.
So many questions remain between us.
cold fine feathers.
This September rainy morning
I wait for the answers.