In the darkness
You may hear the weeping
Of two still souls.
Waiting,
To once again
Embrace a Midnight Passion.
Even the miles of stars
And centuries of moons
Between them
Cannot break their bond.
Forever as Yin and Yang,
Sun and Moon,
Fire and Water,
Together.
Believing
That they are never truly apart
As long as they share
The same stars.
"Hear my message..."
The Moth whispers,
Praying
That the wind
Carries her words.
Hoping
That her Bee
Will hear her,
That she will somehow
Bring them closer.
In order to ignore
The time between them,
Her thoughts
Become words.
"I wish you a good night
And a fair morning, my Love...
For as long as these stars
Share your fiery passion
And your beautiful glow,
You will always be on my mind
And in my heart..."
In thinking of you
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Darkened shades
PuisiI lie awake When most have drifted The imaginary pen Racing strokes of blood for ink On the burning pages Hidden from those Of the other side "Let us see..." I say to them For only a brave eye Can catch What remains real Inside my corrupted soul Be...
