As the last light fades, I think of you
Surrounded by fading lines, darkness walks in

The land and the sky cease to be two
Merging into one... like lovers in shadows

Sounds exist without form... not here... not there
The soft breathing might be mine... if I still exist

Time has no meaning, if it ever did

The lovers, once again, become two
Slowly they separate giving birth to a new sun

Some time in 2010

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