In the dawn when skies are clear,
I long for your presence here.
In the silence sweet as death,
I wait ‘neath the baby’s breath.
Through the wind that calls my name,
Through the hot and sizzling flame.
Through the ocean, deep and cold,
My patience outstands the old.
In the dark eye of the storm,
My dreams of you keep me warm.
In the middle of the night,
I see you, my guidance light.
So let the winds scream my name,
And let burn the raging flame.
Drain the ocean, deep and cold,
My patience outstands the old.
When the sun comes shining through,
I’ll be waiting here for you.
In the silence sweet as death,
I’ll wait ‘neath the baby’s breath.
-Stephanie and Sonya
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2 comments:
Haha I did like three words. XD
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Love the poem, you are an amazing writer.
She's under-exaggerating.
She's...what's the word?!
She's lying. There. She started like, every verse. =P
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