Saturday, October 13, 2012

Sky Tides

Sky tides rise
Pink clouds wash in
And bring the day
But only darkness
Reflects like the moon
On the water
 
My love is gone
My love is gone
 
He is grounded
Hands crossed on his heart
On the banks
Of the river of thorns
 
Sky tides falling
Before the sun even sets
Blind is the night
Blind is the day
24 hours of darkness
On the earth
 
My love is gone
My love is gone
 
All that’s remains
Is a river of thorns
And a thirst to drink
The water
To feel the sun
That once was

 

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