Too Dear

I just fall into your
deep and dear yet too clear eyes.
But I know I can't succumb
to these denials in your heart.
I could be yours but you are
just too close to me and I...

Go with me to never land to be
forlorn from all the rest that
live their life like nothing
really nothing ever matters!
Like if it was before just that
that is just now as you and me...

Awaken from another dream sweating
like if I was running from the time
that still is breaking slowly
my ending vastly with that time
forlorn and drown in modest dreams
too dark, too empty yet too dear life.

Kalin Toshkov Staikov, 2007 ©