Dare I lift from my
sleepless eyes ever the curtains of your dreams?
Dare I light the candle
of another hope in the moonless night?
Dare I look at another
far off aloof star smiling again?
Dare I steal from
the black veil of this night the silence you left behind?
Dare I move to break
my stance?
To escape from the
shades of your nostalgia,
To break free from
your shadow,
clinging onto my being
like a faithful sorrow,
following me around,
sheltering me ever.
Treasure in its stealth
ambush I your reflection,
the silent turmoil,
a playful submission.
I am moving on, yet
lingering into the past,
holding it close never
to let go.
Breathing on, just
to lose it all,
free it all, give
it all,
to you one day.
And tell you again,
I worship you still,
I want you today,
I need you here,
yet again in my blind
rebellion I yearn you my friend.
I seek your turmoil
in the calm oceans of my life,
your moonlight on
the dark shores of my imagination.
The whispers of your
footsteps in my silent haven,
your smiling radiance
on the cold terrain my eyes glance.
You and your being,
you and your warm
presence,
with my incomplete
lifeless existence. |