sitting on the garden gate
hot sun on my face, i wait
cool breeze blowing
at my back
softly knowing what i lack
reminder
your warmth comes only with the sun
a love that's young
and then it's done
won't stay the night
setting beneath the horizon
letting me feast my eyes on
the moon
too soon
i have yet to gather warmth for tonight
cold when you're gone
so long
i curl myself up - face into heart
i breathe where it's dark
and though it's late
i'm still awake
and i make
pictures - designing dreams
of what i want with you
to have you stay
warming rays
my lover for the day
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