Saturday, February 5, 2011

Night by day.

I watch the moon,
Light up your face,
So sweet.

Hating sunrise,
And what he'll bring.

Hating tomorrow,
When you'll be gone.

Remembering that sleep,
Escaped us that night.
Yet not tired for a drop I feel.

And now the dreams fill your eyes.
The cold touches your skin.
As our feet wake up entwined,
And we speak for the very first time.

Stronger than steel,
I am.
Or so I'd like to believe.

That hated sunrise,
Showed me what I'd lost.

He showed me,
When you had gone.

Our hearts,
Are never our own.
A love that has come and gone.

In a time,
When we should have known.
The dreaded sun,
Is never wrong.

But I still remember,
When the dreams filled your eyes.
The cold touched your skin.
As our feet woke up entwined,
And we spoke for the very first time.

I still remember.

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