Saturday, March 3, 2007

Sun Up, Sun Down

I know your face.
I've seen it many times before.
Yours is the face that overwhelms
my thoughts,
my dreams.

But now...
I am wishing you away.

I'll put out the silent spark
and let it fade with the dark.
I'll extinguish the fire
and let you fade out into the setting sun.

In a moment's time
I will feel the cold summer's breeze
touch my numb face
as the stillness of the early night sets in.

Who knows? ...

Maybe if you try to ask me once and for all to hold on just a little bit longer, I just might do that.