stay with me –
these dreams are real.
a fucking heavy presents breathes a past that haunts
and scares away any promising future.
oh – there you are;
stay with me.
i felt your touch once before
perhaps while the midnight moon
came and sought the waves coming ashore.
moonshine gulped up the plea;
didn’t you see?,
the sunrise engulfed any reason
and yet i am still left alone
to give you my all..
c. 2016 bgw