Endless shadows coming and going that have been cast by the clock's hands.
It is time that holds me captive from you.
Until tomorrow my love,
These shoulders of mine give way,
to the gravity of loneliness.
Until tomorrow my love,
I persist, endure, and contend to break through;
Beyond the frame of measured seconds.
Until tomorrow my love,
my heart dreams of your touch;
awaiting for the withered life to be once more reconstructed within myself.
When tomorrow at last reaches us;
My eyes will open to see only you, my love.
 Vulgar Fantasy · Tue May 31, 2011 @ 12:04pm · 0 Comments |
