I was late for you
You feigned as though
I asked you to make the sun rise early
The truth, as he said
Is that it will always rise
With rays so bright
I cannot wait to dip
My words in their brilliant colors
And paint for you
I was late and
moon
for you.
Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 6:17 PM UTC
I was late for you
You feigned as though
I asked you to make the sun rise early
The truth, as he said
Is that it will always rise
With rays so bright
I cannot wait to dip
My words in their brilliant colors
And paint for you
I was late and
moon
for you.