Run

When night is long and the moon is high.
Is it to much to be strong till morning is nigh?
When it seems as though all light is gone.
When night is slow and there is no dawn.
Words are carelessly thrown around.
Feelings and emotions forcefully drowned.
Tomorrow cannot come, The night will never succumb.
Until the rise of sun, All I'll do is run.

Run until I find a home, somewhere safe to call my own.
Someplace safe to show my face, where not everything is a race.
Where I release my soul, someplace I will be whole.
Someplace I can bear my heart, A place I never must depart.
A place I can simply breathe, Where i will never have to leave.
Somewhere we are free to love, it is not push and shove.
To this place we will run. till' the final set of sun.

Actions speak loudest, but what makes us proudest?
Stuffed animals are nice, but poems add spice.
Fun and romance, a crazy swing dance.
A night in the rain, A talk ending in pain.
Happiness we wish to bring, A mournful song we must sing.
Four hour talks, and even longer walks.
Until the rise and set of sun, alone I must run.