Sunday, November 9, 2008

Let's Watch The Stars

the wind whistles by my ear
with a heat breathing summer's near
and it's teething; my pining your return
what an ache for waiting is yearn

I burn through nights watching the sky
like looking harder, longer I'll find
evidence your eminent return's arrived
and as dawn climbs I realise you're just

watching the same fading stars fall as I

No comments:

other people waiting

we're not strangers anymore