tomorrow

a dark dream shrouded in mystery enchanting eyes jet black hair dangling hanging like a cape covering your neck covering bare back beauty protecting your spine from the chilly spring breeze that whispers into our ears from time to time whimsical that breeze aren't they all aren't we all?

short lived eternity that time we spent in the freshly plowed fields of magnetic green stay here tonight right here for a second or an hour don't move a muscle and you have my word my solemn vow that i'll wait here i'll be here to catch you i'll catch up to you i promise i won't leave... i won't run away until tomorrow.