there are stars out
they blind me like the setting sun
releasing tears
so long withheld
they burn
yet I continue to stare
I see your eyes there
in the eastern horizon
where heaven meets earth
and light and dark collide
the shadows speak, you know
when I sleep,
they enter the room
and my world spins
slowly out of control
2 comments:
"when I sleep, they enter the room and my world spins slowly out of control"
Brilliant, brilliant stuff, m'dear!
Hugs!
aww...thanks. I'm sure you can relate *wink*
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