I have lost my sun,
Though I still orbit in a strange attraction.
I have lost my music,
Though I know my heart sings sound.
I have lost my vision,
Though I see in dreams an impossible beauty.
I have lost my sense,
Though this world has never tasted as sour.
I have lost my purpose,
Though aimlessly, I write in the pale drear of twilight.
I have lost my reason,
Though I chart dangerous courses without a crew.
I am the last falls of the loveliest red proscenium
curtain.
I am over, undone, a foundling, lost,
Without you.
Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
I have lost my sun,
Though I still orbit in a strange attraction.
I have lost my music,
Though I know my heart sings sound.
I have lost my vision,
Though I see in dreams an impossible beauty.
I have lost my sense,
Though this world has never tasted as sour.
I have lost my purpose,
Though aimlessly, I write in the pale drear of twilight.
I have lost my reason,
Though I chart dangerous courses without a crew.
I am the last falls of the loveliest red proscenium
curtain.
I am over, undone, a foundling, lost,
Without you.
