Bella

The sun rises uneven, cars fill up their lanes, must you wait 'till evening, beyond the night sky, all I want to say, lies buried deep inside, a sepia rush of feeling, a glow just the same, a brown remembered season, will you heave the line, its important that you stay, not go off drinking wine, accept my dawn novenas, smile like on a train, sooth my bones at least, know it's not the time, but please see this way, believe we are entwined, try to love me late.