Something in the air
tells me that you are there.
tells me that you are there.
Something in the wind
whispers to me
that you are searching
and longing.
whispers to me
that you are searching
and longing.
The sun sets.
The horizon alive with colour,
vibrant,
signalling the end of a day,
pregnant with hope of
a new day.
The horizon alive with colour,
vibrant,
signalling the end of a day,
pregnant with hope of
a new day.
At the new day,
I will still be looking,
longing,
hoping
to find you.
I will still be looking,
longing,
hoping
to find you.
I know that you are there.
I long to find you,
to hold you,
to love you,
until the final sunset.
to hold you,
to love you,
until the final sunset.
M. McMurray 19/04/2015
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