Poems: Life is Life.

The Music Of Your Night

I'm still awake under the light, writing,
You'll be under the night, sleeping,
And though I wouldn't know,
Doesn't mean your feelings wouldn't show,
Words are lost between the translation of fear,
As we forget about all the things we hold dear,
Though I shall never forget you,
If only you knew,
That once you close your eyes, I play our song,
The music of your night;

Though at this time you'll be resting,
I'll walk the floors looking around at all the things that still need dusting,
I don't know how,
We can get caught up in the now,
I hope that in your sleep,
You'll dare yourself to take that leap,
And once you began to fall,
I hope you'll hear that call,
Once I play our song, the music of your night;

Oh, seeing you dream is quite a sight,
I can't help but have the image of the two of us dancing in the moonlight,
I don't know how we could keep each other away,
When we couldn't even spend a day away,
You know that when there's lighting, there is thunder,
So without you, my life would be a nightmare,
And even though I've laid you to rest with care,
I leave you in the dark to play out song,
The music of your night;

And when you finally wake up,
I shall be by your side,
Because my dear, I have nothing to hide,
And once the sun rises,
I'll greet you with the best of my kisses,
And though we'll be stuck in the daylight,
That doesn't mean I'll forget you,
If only you knew,
That by the end of the day once you close your eyes,
I'll play our song,
The music of your night;