9 AM Collision

A poem about finally finding happiness, and then having it taken away.

We could travel through the sky
We could travel, you and I
Oh, such beauty is found in the lack of light.
Curse the day, and love the night.

The wax of our candles now wanes with the moon.
Shh, my darling. Infinity is soon.

Put on your blindfold, and grab my hand.
Ignore the glass, and its grains of sand.
The rain starts to fall, but can't hold down the smile.
I stare with such care, I stare for awhile.

A hand on your face, and my lips touching yours
My mind starts it's racing, my heartbeat starts to soar
I wake from the alarm clock, I'm disappointed yet again.
My mind crashes on beaches, only dreams remain.