The sun is sinking,
While her mind is thinking
My skies are blinking,
Blinking from dark to bright
It all depends upon the light
The light in her eyes
They control my skies
What must I sew?
Where can I sew us together?
However can we survive the weather,
The weather that tears others apart
When all we have is a single heart
Where do we go?
Where can I go?
Where?
When I’m only a part of two
Timothy Weiermann
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-part-of-two/
