Genesis

Sometimes
There isn’t
Enough hope
To last until
Morning

That’s
When I use my pen
And create
Some other ending

A sun filled midnight
Blue birds in the trees
Their silver songs
Coaxing smiles
Out of you
Out of me

I’ve rewritten the
Loneliest parts of
The world
And now,
You are never alone

I am here
I am here

When you’re dying for a drink
Listen to the blue birds
Dancing in the trees

feel my hand running through your hair
My lips against your cheek
Your eyes, my eyes
My voice calling you into the morning

I am here
Always here