Day is night, as night is day,
and from last light to first,
no thing makes sense,
but for this waiting
till we meet again
my Love.
A life once known,
turned upside down,
in a madness that is
owe my soul
to company store.
Thick fog lingering
from a dreamscape
fills my waking hours,
as the flames of waste
fill my head
from unfulfilling sleep.
I try to catch up
with the rest
of the world,
but can not,
it passed beyond
the horizon unseen.
I know it is there
for once in that place
I did walk.
That place far away,
where you now be.
So I chase the rising sun,
past edge of night
to the place you be,
as only you, there be,
to sooth my lack of luster
with your bright
and calming smile.
Wrapped in your loving arms,
for times too short
yet so sweet, so treasured.
