Sunday, November 24, 2013

Morning song

you can tell yourself dreams are okay,
they will carry you, a balloon, far away,
and then drop you off here, return back to this day,
a life is the price that you pay.

do not wonder if things are amiss,
or if light does exist, outside of this mist,
and if they should question, the intentions of this,
just finish your words with a kiss.

there's a question that lies on your heart,
but be careful, when lighting, another spark,
and if answers prove harder than your stand-alone parts,
remember to leave and not start.

so drink fully, the coffee is black,
it captures your soul in a deep, bitter sack,
and if sleep tortures you on its cumbersome rack,
roll over, and rest on your back.

but your lips leave me deaf in my ears,
they whisper such hopes as they count down the years,
and as long as you're here, know you'll quell all my fears,
come closer, please promise to stay.

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