A far cry from where we've been, its like daisies on doomsday.
Seldom do we know whats better for us,
even more seldom do we act upon it.
Time can reach through the miles between us,
and bring you here one last time.
Just to sit and smile in comforting silence,
a smile, a laugh, a sigh.
My heart could shift away in fear,
and I could learn to turn away from hope,
but neither course would bring you here
to smile, to laugh, to love.
Hold tight, dear love, and wait,
for I will be next to you soon.
When the sunshine fades and the hope remains,
I will come back to you. |
Submission Name: Artificial Skies
