Sleeping In(Daylight Savings)

I speak to spirits that sleep in the flowers
  fire touches clouds and fills my mouth
     with calm thoughts of things to say

the Sunshine spills all around us as shadows flee

into the last of moonlights mist
   whispering through distant trees

The abyss and first truths lips

Touch

then kiss
in a violent embrace

As night
is consumed
by dawn

And sleep-pressed prayers
are swallowed
in yawns

            against
darkness bold
and morning hue
pressing through each other
in a sigh

  of awakening