In This Night


And here in this night

The night of silence

I am lost, lost in your arms

Trying to find our home

Sometimes walking away

Sometimes walking towards

How is this not a miracle?

The beauty of weirdness

For love was really nothing

If it wasn’t for you and me

The glorious rides, the magical fights

All of it, the beauty of our lives

 

And here in this night

The night of surprises

I am lost, lost in your dreams

Trying to find meaning to exist

Perplexed and confused like a child

But innocent as the morning glee

How is this not everything?

The boldness and brevity

For you and me, there is this love

A word not yet found in dictionary.

 

 

© Akhand Singh, 2016 © An Empty Glass, 2016

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6 Responses to “In This Night”
  1. Soft and sweetly expressed.

  2. Marsha says:

    Beautiful. What fun is love! 🙂

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