Sunday, June 28, 2009

In the Shadows

When the boundaries blur,

And my words slur,

I pray for you.

When the rosary ends,

At the twilight bends,

I look for you.

When my sight grows dim,

And my love-wine brims,

I am wet for you.

When the downpour dries,

To a desperado's sigh,

I fight for you.

When evening calls,

Dear Paris falls,

I die for you.