ghazal fever

Apr 14, 2010 02:17

I lie, at last, with the morning sun
This night just passed with the morning sun

The clouds, they drift, as my mind awakes
Clarity like glass with the morning sun

That darkness pushed me aside, apace
A love now outcast with the morning sun

Alone, once more to hear the birdsong
A heart’s beat recast with the morning sun

I’ll see you rise once more in time to come
But I’ll be in your past with the morning sun

plus arrivera... je crois
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