A longest evening turns to longest night
the likes of which have come and gone before
and yet so many wounds we shared that sight
I lost. Soft drops have left my heart so sore.
While forced and frightened, all my words have left
towards those smiling gentle glacier eyes.
Despite your leave each caress feels like theft
to me whose worst fear is: Will she despise?
What's needed next, I think, is setting course
for no more sleepless nights spent side by side.
To follow morning broken to its source
where we in dawning light's warmth can abide.
Tomorrow's sunrise lacking starts or ends
where ends before beginnings waiting mends.
the likes of which have come and gone before
and yet so many wounds we shared that sight
I lost. Soft drops have left my heart so sore.
While forced and frightened, all my words have left
towards those smiling gentle glacier eyes.
Despite your leave each caress feels like theft
to me whose worst fear is: Will she despise?
What's needed next, I think, is setting course
for no more sleepless nights spent side by side.
To follow morning broken to its source
where we in dawning light's warmth can abide.
Tomorrow's sunrise lacking starts or ends
where ends before beginnings waiting mends.
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