Falling Into You

Time spent by the lake,

Silence painted by sleep,

Velvet night drawing circles on my mind,

Waiting for the time,

When dawn would engulf me.

Mist on my skin,

Playing with the light,

But never quite winning.

Now dawn has won,

Light sketches my life,

Silence is over,

Now I can sing.

Mist mixing colours,

I slide from my sleep,

Into the awakening waters,

As I fall into you.

by Iain Bagnall

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