every night
riding home
I see a bright light
on the hill
near the park
where we used
to waste our days
I'm reminded of
your crystal eyes
shining alone
in an empty sea
of darkness
it makes me want
to vanish
into the nothing
from which we came
every night
riding home
I see a bright light
on the hill
near my heart
and I'm completely spent
the moment it
appears