The night went crazy
With all the bantering throughout the night
And when the candles gave up
And the waiters stole a wink
And the guests on other tables
Slowly made their way to someplace else
I knew that the best of us
Had only begun.
I know I have been busy I have been busy digging Little pits in shifting sands By a choppy sea, and waiting For my little dreams To form puddles in my living And slowly watch its walls collapse Into itself Water to Water Sand and all Amidst the roaring of the waves And the silences Of the droopy willows Crying In the falling rain
I knew someone like this... just getting lost in time talking with them... it's a wonderful feeling when you meet someone like that....
ReplyDeleteoh i know this. reminds me of a song.
ReplyDelete'Cause when I look at my life how the pieces fall into place
It just wouldn't rhyme without you
When I see how my path seems to end up before your face
The state of my heart, the place where we are
Was written in the stars.
ephemeral moments, timeless memories. keep writing:)
This is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of " Every ending is a new beginning".
Whether its candles blowing out or more.
Tooba.
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