If you knew

We never witnessed the dawn
The night was almost done in hours
Soft winds blew across the dimples
Misty morning whispers splashed
sunflakes, in dollops.
Sounds of yesterday in my city room
In a cloudy monochrome, quenched the dryness
Unrest had died, rolling in a stereotype shadow
Togetherness was but a crater in eider-dawn.
Nothing much changed, silence of night dews
Turned into a secret stillness
The aurora in your smile, stooped into forsaken buds
Intruding as always,
To the disapproval of celestial chorus.