Dawn is breaking and my eyes are red;
I think of what I've done and what I've said.
It seems I haven't done a thing but instead,
Been stuck with thoughts of you in my head.
I wish that the day would came to pass,
When we'd both build something to last;
A dream onto which we could hold fast.
Build a future together; forget the past.
I want to be there to make sure you don't weep;
Climb mountains for you no matter how steep.
You're the best part of the day when I get to sleep;
The best part of memories that I'll forever keep.
The cool night air takes me far away
To a place; a dream I wish I could stay.
For there lies the maiden ever so fair;
'tis none but you with your flowing hair.
As it starts to drizzle I feel the flow,
And I wish it would last till tomorrow.
For in my dream time seems to slow,
As I walk in the rain with you in tow.
I hear the echoes of a melody dark and deep,
And perched as I now 'pon hills e'er so steep,
I feel it from the valley of my soul like a gentle weep;
Working it's way up from below upto my mind's keep -
Filling it with such sorrow as I lay me down to sleep.
3 comments:
I think this poem is well written, passion, desire but an ultimate human emotion of wishing for something you may never get.
@Austine & Jean: True. If only one had the power to have all the one desires. But alas... such is our existence. It's interesting to note that we hardly write about things we have, and instead of things we've lost or haven't had at all.
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