I more often wonder
if other ways would be safer
The way snow falls to land soft on your hair
and the way your eyes can't help but pull me closer
to kiss the secrets that I see waiting there
to force away anything that leaves you so unsure
But I more often wonder
if tomorrow will bring the light
The way gold moves through the clouds
to make ready the way for a waking sun to rise
in the second that my eyes fall all wide open
I realize that I'm the only one
As I more often wonder
if you, my lover
will ever open your eyes
Author notes
Sometimes I wake up early just to watch the sunrise and to think about where my life has been and where it will go. Every time I do, I see that there are many many things that I have yet to know.
But of this I am sure; Love is good and true, and Truth in Love is the mover of this little Earth.
-Thefallout
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thanks for your entry. a nice uplifting feel to this one.
best of wishes!
Lea
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