sitting all alone
waiting for some love
dusk descending slow
benign
soft and wondrous drone
from the mystical plane
distant kingdoms call
and come
aerials and behind
such a mollient touch
of the latent night
delight
sitting all alone
having lost the sun
I can touch the wall
of dark
should have given more
should have taken more
close my eyes
it feels so cool
de sac
I have got it wrong
(what about my dreams and freedom?)
I have prayed it wrong
wish I could come back tonight
to day
doesn't anymore
there's a way beyond
there is above all
I know
today
I will
18/05/2011
