namaste
Through the blinds
We rise and fall
Strokes are heard from the side
White walls turn gold
Glare in the early light
My pain falls
around us
Here
comes the cold
She
sinks in my weary eyes
Something
she knows
Speaks of the ancient sign
That marks my soul
She returns a smile
As my grief falls
around us
Here
comes the cold
Is fate left untold?
Is this real?
She's asking me
I'm making hours flow
It's closing in
