Saturday, May 2, 2009

Longing

The clock ticks twelve and I close my eyes
But for some reason sleep won't come easy
Yes surely as people say, time flies
But I just can't let it be

Twists and turns, this and that's
What could be and could have beens erupt
How to put them into words is just too much
To just want you this abrupt

Be my guide when I'm lost
Be my winter in summer
Be my guest, be my host
Be my only one forever

In this events of insanity
I need no proof but just clarity
That no matter what happens it doesn't matter what I try
These eyes will always have reasons to cry
And only you, despite all, can wipe it dry..

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