Pretty Lights
by
, 03-02-2013 at 06:41 PM (1895 Views)
Gravity grows
heavy
as your passage
forms to words.
A dream surreal
deep within
won’t allow
awake.
Eyes so bright with boyish
purpose
seem empty as
the gates.
A faceless stranger
delivered
on life’s first
promise made.
A reminder of the deal
we struck
forgetful as we
wait.
Why does no one spill
a drop
his place could be
mine.
We try to think on
pretty lights
but they just
aren’t
Love and Peace always Taylor R.I.P.