• The chill of night contradicts,
    when the warmth of body hold close.
    As the stars expose themselves,
    the daylight creeps away.

    Tried and true,
    our love has kept us.
    As though it was the day and night.
    We run away from what we know.
    The knowledge is what we cannot fight.

    And the starlight crawls between us,
    and time holds us close.
    With a far touch of fingertips,
    we wait for past to come.