The search for Sunrise,
Of two soulless souls,
Two shattered bones,
With grievances of their own,
In the search for Sunrise,
That rose behind their backs,
And lit the ocean before them,
Hues of red,
Vanilla sky he said,
Though for me it was heaven instead,
Before me, and on my right,
Where he lay, still.
Because two soulless souls,
On a journey of their own,
Escaping reality for that one night,
And made memories to last till the end,
Two soulless souls, on a journey of their own,
And at the end,
They smiled.
3.16 p.m
29/11/13
