The grey begins to fade as sky begins to blue
I pray to god that my eyes open only to see you...
The sun climbs higher to glaze with hues of orange, red
I hope for the evening together and look to it ahead...
The evening floats in on the purest hope of a spring
I wish I had fast feet or could sprout faster wings...
As the day is carried into the mystical twilight
Your presence fills with me with a satiety delight...
In the quiet, As I listen for the last silence of the day
I wait in the moonlight if your dreams come in my way...
You... Make my day…
My dearest, You Make My Day!!
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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