May 15, 2010

THE SLUMBERING ONE (WRITTEN FOR CAMERON WHEN HE WAS ALIVE)

AS I WATCH YOU SLEEP
CAPTURED IN YOUR DREAMS
I SMOOTH MY HAND OVER
YOUR DAMPENED BROW
MY THOUGHTS ARE HAPPY BLISSFUL AND CONTENT

HOW COULD I EVER THOUGHT
I WOULD NEVER FALL IN LOVE AGAIN
THOUGH IVE BEEN HURT
THOSE DAYS ARE LONG AGO
WHEN I WAS YOUNG
WHEN I WAS NAIVE
AND TRULY DIDNT BELIEVE

IVE SLOWLY PUT THE PAST AWAY
PUT IT FAR BEHIND ME
I CLOSE MY EYES TO IT
SO THAT I NO LONGER SEE
NO LONGER REMEMBER
THE PAIN AND AGONY
THE BAD MEMORIES
I RESOLVE NOW TO MAKE NEW ONES
WITH THIS BEAUTIFUL SLUMBERING ONE

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