Sunday, June 21, 2009

Love Leaps Into Bed

Love leaps into bed tonight,
drapes in supple, innocent light,
sings a most beautiful sorrow
for a lady it last sighs.

It's goodbye, goodbye, again tonight
letting you go wasn't what I decide,
loving you goes beyond what I divine,
as it happens love has its own design.

As dust of night eventually falls,
calms the tide of memories ashore.

P.S.: I realised my pen has been "walking in circles": love, memories, night, the few things on my side. Hopefully, this will be the last.

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