It is late My eyelids should be taking camp My breathing should be on low tide I can't, I know it is late But these thoughts I cannot hide
It is late I am slowly approaching rest But then I feel the caress of your scent A promise for another day "I'm still here" is what it is trying to say
I know it is late But your eyes are like sunrise Elevating light into my mind Darkness decomposed, happiness regenerating It is always you and that is frightening I accept that it is late
Although the night has grown old Fading like the fear inside me "You entice me" is what I finally know Scary maybe, but exciting... Definitely
My sleep is late, and the day is born But now I see two beautiful views Sun rising behind me and your... Your eyes You are next to me, my fellow muse
My heartbeat is never late To speed through every moment with you My breathing will always rush in currents Just in time to crash with yours This... I can never be late for this With you
— Nanda Regine
From "Inside Her Roses"
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