Before the Sun Does Rise

Sunrise, over east

In a sudden shock, I wake

How long has the sun been shining,

Through my window pane?

Why can’t I get up,

Before the sun does rise?

Is it because I’m lost in wishful dreams

Behind these eager closed eyes?

We see each other daily

We say hello in passing

But so little we utter

Today I cannot help but asking:

Why is it when I am asleep

It is my soul that you adore,

But when we consciously are present

We hide our hearts deep within a drawer?

Why can’t I dream eternally

At the expense of my decay,

And breathe in your soul like air

To fend nightmares away?

Why can’t you acknowledge that

I am the one you’re after?

For when our desolate souls align

All you can crave’s my laughter?

Why is it that when I’m asleep

It is my soul that you adore,

But when our eyes, they meet at once

We look down at the floor?

Magnetic are our gazes

We must shun the yearnings back

For you can never, ever know

The size of your impact.

Your soul it moves me, effortlessly

For now it’s all I need

And I move you, you feel it, too

But only in my sleep.

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