The Darkening hours

Written by: wayland bunch

Night to day Day to night
 Your presence in the shadows
 Your passion a fire that burns  even at the distance
 I am a moth to your flame
 Attracted without concern
 Even your rejection sweet to me 
The past not a distant memory but a constant reminder
 Calling me back I move through this dream
 Animated by your voice 
Guided by hope once misplaced but never lost
 I approach ever closer
 An almost unfathomable distance
 Have you eluded or trapped me
 My heart tells me there is no difference
 My mind surrenders to the inevitable
 The dream becoming my only reality
 Am i lost or found 
Only you know the answer