Beyond a dark and silent yonder,
A distant sun hides a star that burns -
incandescent and all consuming.
Leaving faint dust and monochrome
supernova trailing its wake.
A distant light - a kind of foghorn,
calling out in blackest night,
Evaporates nightmares -
Leaving daydreams behind,
Of love - borne of first sight.
|Traps us all night|