Early rays of light
they shine down to the window
my love she's on my right
with my face laid to the pillow
I lie awake and wonder
where she is right now
is she on a ship thats sailing
somewhere high amongst the clouds
Or is she simply sleeping
to wake her would be wrong
and as i stir about she speaks
"i hope you were not waiting long"
May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 10:04 AM UTC
Early rays of light
they shine down to the window
my love she's on my right
with my face laid to the pillow
I lie awake and wonder
where she is right now
is she on a ship thats sailing
somewhere high amongst the clouds
Or is she simply sleeping
to wake her would be wrong
and as i stir about she speaks
"i hope you were not waiting long"
breaking the dimensional boundaries of the human experience.
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