your milky dusky hue
blankets the black
that kept me in my bed
afraid to awake
more afraid to sleep
now I see you,
yawning along with me
erasing history each moment
even before the golden orb
cracks your silence
with its fickle fire
I know you,
false hope giver
promising light
fooling eternal night
but not eternally
for you too will one day be black
I will not see this
nor will my seed
nor theirs, but one day
the crack between earth and sky
will vanish
and eyes that long for light
will become
part of karmic night
the dripping sweetness they craved
in golden blue light
will be gone
Mar 13, 2012
Mar 13, 2012 at 1:17 PM UTC
your milky dusky hue
blankets the black
that kept me in my bed
afraid to awake
more afraid to sleep
now I see you,
yawning along with me
erasing history each moment
even before the golden orb
cracks your silence
with its fickle fire
I know you,
false hope giver
promising light
fooling eternal night
but not eternally
for you too will one day be black
I will not see this
nor will my seed
nor theirs, but one day
the crack between earth and sky
will vanish
and eyes that long for light
will become
part of karmic night
the dripping sweetness they craved
in golden blue light
will be gone
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