when its my time to go...
I am not ready yet... but when its my time to go, on a star filled night I will never see, I will close my eyes for ever and the sad tides of an ocean I will no longer feel will come in and out without touching me. Others will sing what I sang when the clouds ran dressed in soft pastels to meet the setting sun and I kissed eager lips just for fun Dust will gather inside the empty glass with which I toasted dreams and celebrated the past when its my time to go, and in winter afternoons, like this... Sign in to see full entry.