Sunday, 25 November 2012

Shades of You

The shade of the day
Spill in to the evening
And the night is born
Where she dances, for no one in sight
And sometimes alone.

And words won’t stick to you
My beast of burden
My ocean bird
Know that my tired voice needs healing
Give it time, and
It will sing and soothe.

And though, powerless, I shall
Hum a new start
And bid goodbye to the heart
Of every dream’s waking
Where, at the edge of every answer
Lies the periphery of a crash
Where my fears collide
And I watch myself
Get consumed by you and die.

1 comment:

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