Morning wakes in my eyes

Morning wakes in my eyes..
But..
I miss my dreamless night..
Noon & Afternoon running through..
dark evening sits beside
my night returns with full moon
then i miss my soft foggy morn
I can't love who returns again
& again
I could die for her
Who'll never come,
I love her who can't love
It's the soundness of sleep
Who finds at last the layer of my vision
though the burning of sun
bitterness of cold blue night
that's all about my living
changing
the tune day by day
death...
what an art
what a beauty ?