Alta H Mabin

Running into the night

Your eyes
I see your trust
broken and shattered
I know you are hurting

Sad sad eyes
I cry with you
under the moonlight
the brightest stars

Your troubled tears
let me wipe them
A third eye kiss
passion on your dry lips

Rain pouring
no colorful rainbows
baby, let me
hold you through this hurt

Give me your
hand...
running into
the night... passionately