The skies are turning a brighter shade of grey blogged at|11:27 PM|
The horizon shorn in pinks and rays
Orange and warm - a sizzling rush
The sea a splendour of blues and hues
Chill and darkness truce
And upon my cheeks a frisky flush
Have I been sought after...?
I wouldn't know - I thought later
My fate of solitude, and peace together
But loneliness altogether
A different story - a bother
I find myself quietly in my heart stutter
I need to be loved as much as I'd like to love
A heart cannot beat alone
I need something to bend and curve
This state that for me is so prone
A dream, and a wish for something deep
And strong like the overpowering skies and asleep
Am I beneath the cloak fringed by the horizon
A sizzling rush is true and it creeps
While my mind sways by the sea that rips
My soul - so heavy it weighs almost like a burden
Because although I long for love and its pleasure
I'd rather be all alone hereafter
I am happy with all things that has happened
I will wait though, and I will not falter
One will pass after the next and the other
I will light a candle - a symbol that my heart will still burn
For that one person I do not know who
God knows - I will not question
And although that next person could be you
Don't count on me not being a sentence.
I'm not discouraging love - I am merely challenging it. =)
Peace.