The dawn draws slowly near as he searches for her smile in the clouds and the morning breeze.
The pain found on this morning woke me before my time.
This loathsome place I’ve become
Holds no place in my heart but wraps it’s darkened arms around my shining light and draws it deeper near it’s long walk into forevermore.
One goodnight kiss and one in the morning should wandering hearts not have.
Should all not have the grace of tender lips to wash the grey from the day?
Should all not feel the warmth of loves fingers.
Lost in thought and worry as this angel has lost her wings, such struggle and plight as she washes everything away
Even the love that found her and promised to never let her go,
Fades from the day like love letters lost in the rain, their ink and Ivory paper wash free of the words reasons to be tired to the heart..
In time we all forget.
The dawn will take us all eventually
Why hurry the chase…