Sundown

We wait for sundown
On the empty rooftop of a parking garage
Standing still and separated
Above the city that made us so

We wait for sundown
In a blurry photograph of six silhouettes
You can't make out the faces, but everybody can tell
We're the two standing away from the railing
As if it would break with our weight
And carry us to the ground waiting
Seven stories further from the sky

We wait for sundown
The time when we can turn to each other
And whisper words like love
Though they mean nothing when morning comes

The sun goes down
The light stays
The sun goes down
We've only just begun to wake

So you wait for sundown
With the empty heart I could have made my home
Terrified of darkness
Still willing to risk the monsters
For the light at the end of the tunnel

But I wait for you
On the bridge of the old playground
On the bench where we fell asleep that night
On the outskirts of a town I promised to take you to
And on the street corner where once we talked for hours without a breath





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i_sold_my_soul_to_books said...
Feb. 1, 2012 at 9:58 pm
Hi! I really enjoyed the mood you established here and the concept. The way your wrote it almost sort like the sun setting, you know. Something slipping away into the shadows. I agree with John F. the flow was a little stunted and I'm not sure if that was what you were going for. There will little pieces here and there that seemed a little rushed. Also you might want to try adding more, not that its not great as it is now. But if you have any ideas for it, don't be afraid to make it a little bit... (more »)
 
John F. said...
Jan. 31, 2012 at 10:01 pm
Liked it good poem, the flow could use some work but the ideas in it energized me
 
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