Sonnet, Hours Of Reverie

Aspiring moments of the day through dark Beside every hour that is going by Filling with amber yellow morning sky Glowing like gold on the horizon spark Yesterdays eyelids in timeless embark As fiery heavens away in twilight die Through mist of their moods that on and on lie To deep of the oceans that sleep now arc Death-weight nocturnes dancing on waves Through the moments going to the twinkling stars Hours of reverie for the deep that craves For time that is coming in shine boudoirs Between every touch that is gleaming With days going by in each their own dreaming