She makes the sunrise
And I was there to see it.
I held her face in my hands
until it burned my fingertips.
She makes the sunshine
And I was there to see it.
I played during the light hours
and ran to her with every smile.
She makes the sunset
And I was there to see it.
I was the purple hue fading
between her and the growing cold.
She makes the starlight
And I could barely see it.
I held her face in my eyes
until frozen tears shattered it.
She makes the sunrise
And I was not there.
I was making the rain fall
And she was standing in it.
Friday, November 14, 2008
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3 comments:
Without words but intrigued by this one all the same.
Hmmmm Joseph, maybe you are barking up the wrong tree. You have a way with words and feelings.
Joe, why can't I see everybody elses comments. This one is a great!
JNC
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