Tuesday, December 1, 2009

the stirring


Another sunset completing the day,
Eyes wide awake as birds fly away.
Opportunity like rain washes the walls,
ready to marked by more glorious falls.

The city beneath them drifts in the air,
the slow silent stirring ruffles his hair,
shadows grow tall, while they both silently stare.
Night bestows upon them like a dark chocolate eclair.

Distance is far and worlds are unknown,
He runs barefoot, she walks alone,
their worlds yet to collide, to create a true home.
His is the day, and hers is the night,
Two separate minds, connected by light.




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