Bruised sapphire sunrise arrived
too soon, too soon.
Wild, witch hazel wandering eyes
and a bittersweet ache
from holding on too long.
Midnight blue hours pass
under disarrayed stars without paths.
Blinding, burning, brightness,
skin scorched too soon.
Helpless, unheeding, unfair
that we were forced awake
too soon to trouble about dying dreams
and left with tattered tears and new
scars and fears.
That sun-baked, fresh-burnt hell
after cool, soft nights you were mine.
Sneaking, shielding, unyielding gaze,
forced apart all too soon.
Wilted, weeping, whispers unsaid.
Scarlet sun in sore and seared eyes.
Darkness behind and only horror ahead
You left too soon, too soon.