SLEEPING ALONE

Ascending sun, shining, underneath which I try to get by, daily choosing paths of fear or of love. The darkness comes-what a foe! Same patch of sky. Then it gets me, how something so beautiful could be so lonely. A moon, underneath which I want to spend every night with lover. How when alone I am calling to morning light to come and how every night I'll spend with him will be too damn short. How every high has its low. That's only fair, and I'm OK with that.

As the earth has its Sun and Moon, my life is a  two way street too. Sometimes I am walking the wrong way on the one way road, sometimes I am crying and looking up for a sign when at the crossword, yet now, there is one direction I am heading to wearing my heart on the outside.

I don't fear reality no more for now I am dreaming a two-hearted dream underneath two Suns. I told myself it was good, I believe him. And every time I kiss the ring, I know his finger itches where it bore its mark deep into the skin.

He's my own, I can call him darling now.

Loosing myself in the world full of you.