I asked you if you'd wake me up. <br />It seemed the simplest of things. <br />But as you battled through the thorns <br />To steal away my dreams, <br /> <br />You stopped somewhere along the way <br />Where others set in stone <br />Begged of you to stay, oh stay, <br />And leave me on my own. <br /> <br />You pencilled in moustaches <br />On lips that were solemnly dumb <br />On lidless eyes you drew in glasses <br />As I waited for you to come. <br /> <br />When you arrived, <br />Kicked in the door, <br />And broke a chair or two, <br />And hastened to my bedside <br /> <br />You knew that you were late, <br />And time waits for no man, <br />Thus it was fated that we'd be <br />Eternally damned. <br /> <br />Now I will wake, <br />Now you will sleep. <br />My turn to live, <br />And yours to keep <br /> <br />The mysteries of the universe <br />Behind shuttered eyes. <br />And apart we'll always be <br />And neither of us will rise.<br /><br />Cat Lane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-spinning-wheel/
