Sunday, February 18, 2018

for dean

You are the good to my morning
My sunrise, my daylight 
You are my season of spring
Blooming, blossoming 

I love our conversations 
I enjoyed your attention 
Cupid says we are okay
A good 88 percent match rate

Daydreaming by the beach
Be carefree, silly, and weird
Happy tales and wonder days
Make memories to keep

My time is yours, I am now free
We can runaway finally 
But you are nowhere to find honey
The day I’m ready, that’s when you left me

I thought you are a knight
But I lost you when the sky lost it’s light
Dark and silent like a thief in the night
This is the end, I won’t meet you in sunlight