Hours are awaiting for the morning dew
To be born from tears of agony
Sunrise ceased to bring me something new
And I'm engulfed by memories

To collapse into a cloud of hazy rosebuds
Before yesterday falls asleep
You are shroud in shades of beauty
Not disturbed by thorns so deep

Hours are anticipation for the sleepy beauty to thrive
In the twilight she was almost deceived into believing in
life
Now awaiting rays of sunlight to unfreeze the stone cold
face
She is bound to her reflection, wandering mirages of her
captured grace