Monday, December 3, 2012

Time A River Flowing

Time a river flowing
on a sea of past regret
Searching for and wanting more
than what was planned to get
Horizons fade in beds unmade
into the sun to glide
weathered skin is haven when
into its folds we hide
Etching past in dying skin
to simply say remember when
midnight comes to tuck us in
until the truth is borne again
Upon this river flowing
lost upon that sea of black
looking to horizons end
no fear of turning back
Ships at sea the truth as we
go soft into the night
time a river flowing
into shades of saving light

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