Thursday, 19 September 2013

Eternal Flame

The wandering mist over the glistering lake
smothered my vision and my rational thought
Curiosity came with the given hour of darkness
and I stood alone questioning these thoughts...

Sixty minutes on the clock was all I had
Time was too short a date
Instead I held on to memories for sleep
Into the undisturbed fathom of the silent night...

Like a shiver to my heart
This fate played a powerful tool
Hearts skipping like it's playing hopscotch
Unsettled but surely excited...

Plans, expectations and disappointments
An end to a summer's day
Cold winds and clouds dimmed its brightness
For this feeling possesses eternally
even when summer seems to fade...

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