Monday, 28 August 2017

The Tomorrow that Never Came

I found your horses running scared
with apocalyptic thoughts and
moonlit hair
this is the dream you gave to me

I want to learn to cry once more
I wonder if I even could before
I reach to enthral your sky

But we are exposed along the line
nothing left to soothe our sunburned eyes
No notice of what still hides
and if we must wait for it alone

Because this is the dream we found tonight
this is not the dream I held inside
Gone and vapour undoing our glue

As I remember how you
found my horses running scared
shivering in the wind with
frozen hair
it broke to the touch
as you whispered goodbye goodbye

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