It is hard to explain
When you work the midnight shift
You only seam to exist in nightshades
Not the warm daylight hues and tints
When sunshine becomes
Inverse in your tired mind
And days are measured by
Moonrise and moonfall
When solar heat
Is just a sweet precursor
To the night that cools you
And the sunrise signals slumber
How sweet it is
To interrupt this with
With a day
Spent awake
Surrendering to the
Splendor of the sun
Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 8:13 AM UTC
It is hard to explain
When you work the midnight shift
You only seam to exist in nightshades
Not the warm daylight hues and tints
When sunshine becomes
Inverse in your tired mind
And days are measured by
Moonrise and moonfall
When solar heat
Is just a sweet precursor
To the night that cools you
And the sunrise signals slumber
How sweet it is
To interrupt this with
With a day
Spent awake
Surrendering to the
Splendor of the sun
