No Sunshine, Is Mine
Away from the sun,
Ice cold has settled in;
No warmth, no ray's;
Gone,
is the brightness;
That once filled the moments,
of all your days...
A cold wind, blows strong;
Allowing no entrance,
Dusk till Dawn...
A soft sleep,
Though rare;
Releases your mind,
from the frigid chilled air,
allowing you too dream;
Though skepticle, you dare...
Quickly you embrace,
As you dream of the warmth,
That once filled you with happiness;
As you dream of the smile,
that glowed from her face...
Copyright © Terry Cunningham | Year Posted 2012
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