I Hear It Calling Poem by Brandon Lucero

I Hear It Calling



So much beauty in the waking hour
too much beauty in the eyes of night
when I'm upside down
try not to fight

Cause I can hear it calling
every time I'm falling

Night sky triggers memories
people talkin' bout it
oh yes they talk about it

Jungles
sounds
lights
all around

Oh do I hear it calling...?
every time I'm falling

Take my hand and take me out
take my hand cause I know
what you're going through
take my hand cause I love you

I can hear it calling
every time I'm falling
take my hand
let's go out

Saturday, July 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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