Lying on the sands of time,
tiding on a world bed-terrain,
watching as the sun sinks
into a nocturnal vigilance
looming over our bedtime dreams,
...As the inevitable siege takes hold...
Threading the night-time seas
on a blanket of imagination,
...sieving an hourglass of time,
Churning words between time and you,
...as thoughts slowly dip in motion
on a siege of yesterday\'s blues
Sojourning on a bye-gone memory,
...through a midst of nostalgia
on a highway of unrest,
reminiscing that rekindling find
With hearts turning and changing
in a beat, your face
dissipates to fade,
...for your love yields an eternal fill
in a celestial wilderness of fate
The twilight hours concur
desiring that fatal hold,
...as the morning sun beckons
in the stillness of the break,
...underlining our diligent hope
in an old comfort that left us
bare at the fold...