Rising Of The Sun...

You are like that rising star

I see across the horizon far

Unfurling before my eyes like a flower

Cascading like a molten river of gold viscous  

My eyes, rising to the stars in your eyes 

As you unfurl before me!

Indolently dancing close so close to me!

I reach up to touch your face 

Your body indolently moving  

As we sway to & fro...in a dance. 

Taking hold of my senses, 

My senses has no defences as I kiss your eyes, 

The colour of my firmament bluest of blues

Whilst your body gold so golden glistening 

As I hold in my two hands your face 

Kissing your mouth your eyes!
Whilst the stars playing games with my mind  

Falling like a waterfall golden, viscous liquid  

Dispersing from the vision of my eyes, unfurling   

Rooted to the spot was I, believe I can not 

You're leaving without a goodbye!

Is it an illusion, my mind unfocused  

As I reached to touch your visage tentatively   

O lord, let the illusion disperse not

This illusion before my eyes 

My eyes seen has not, love within.

Looking into your eyes, bewitchingly. 

I can see, you dis-furling before me  

Leaving me anguishedly, 

As I reach up reaching highier, reach I can not,  

This illusion before my eyes dispersingly 

O Lord, let this illusion disperse not 

If my eyes can see not, 

That golden river viscous...

Scintillating little stars dispersing before my eyes.

Rising again...the miraculous unfurling of the sun. 

It's rays extending far and wide, mesmerisingly 

Raising, my hands high to the sky's 

Before me, the rising sun's emerging   

Unfurling before my eyes bewitchingly  

Raising, my hands to the sky's 

Shutting my eyes...

Worshipping, that glorious star 

Unravelling  each morn like a flower   

The rising of the sun.     

                              By Connie James...