Friday, September 10, 2010

Waiting for the Sunset

waiting to ride off into the
with your hero,
your champion,
your love.

The night was made for lovers.

I wait
for the sunset
to creep out of  my coffin
like a vampire,
and march alone
into the night.

For the night, was also
made for the lonely, the hungry
and lost.

We all howl at the moon for different reasons,
but we all howl just the same.



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