Smoked Dawn
Night after Days and Days after Nights
Romancing the Wish,
Your angel touch will soothe my skin
But the Moon and Clouds and Stormy Sun
They bring in Lust and Fear
And it never happens, I never win
Wake in the morning with a withering hope
Rise out of bed
What faces of yours will I see today?
Tomorrow, the potential smolders
Smokes all the words,
And I am left alone with nothing to say
Copyright © Jamie Kares | Year Posted 2011
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