June 12, 2011


Someone stop the beautiful story
Wait until I get to taste it as my own
And sing through its atmosphere
And be taught not by gossip and idle afterthoughts
But by the completion of the never would have thought
Make me crave something not future, not dreamt
Bring before me the prize of patience
And the dance of life will ascend
Behold time pulling my heart away early in the evening
And rising late into the morning
With eyes only on one,
the only one who never fails

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