| could I declare my love for you any other way, and approach the dawn with firm resolve, that I too am loved, and again, this isn't my fantasy or dream. could the dawn shead more light on this to know the past is alive within me, and my future being written in my hopes and dreams, to have dawn find a better way for it was in the darkness of outer light, that I let my love fade, and heart die but here comes the dawn again, as the solar burst breaks a new day yet shadows dance through broken heart, and alone, they grow and thrive, and find a place still cold and dark I beg the light, and pray for day, come in and shine so brillant for cold metal stings as flesh warms in dreams anew For too I need Love, to banish darkness and dancers and now I see a morning Light, is this my hope and final dawn? |
| Dawn and Dancers |