Every sunrise day wakes up …
Am I on time ? Is he still here ?
But her skin red of desire turns blue and cold
“You’re a second to late, missy “
…Like always….
Tell me sir , does he really exist ?
“Of course ma’am, he’s so beautiful and silent “
“He even lit up all the stars , hoping you would come”
I wish I could have seen it , Sir
“You will my dear , you will , just don’t give up”
Oh no , I won’t , today I’ll make the birds sing like they never sung before
And they’ll sing so loud , he must wake up !
Hours past , but Night was fast asleep
Dreaming of what it would be…
never being alone…
holding someone
He would show her the beauty of the moon and al it’s stars
and she would give him the warmth of the sun
They would wake up together
and she would teach him the different colours
while he would explain the mysteries of pure darkness
2 people made for each other
but always missing the final moment
wanting to be with each other for what seems like a million years…
Is one sad romance not enough in this world , my dear ?
Just promise me that one day when I wake up
I’ll see your eyes appear instead of disappear