It's dawn again, I heard you say <br />Your tired voice spoke volumes with it's tone <br />I think you meant the world is black <br />When you called the moon a worthless stone <br /> <br />I know the light has left our day <br />I know the night has slowly touched our eyes <br />But all the seasons ever say <br />'paint quick, paint quick, this scene, before we die' <br /> <br />And I have painted on so many nights <br />Your face, your smile, at least what's left of late <br />Upon the ceiling's faint white tile <br />With a sky and a moon and a barren slate <br /> <br />But now I cannot stop the dawn <br />New days will come; I have no say in this <br />The sun will rise with another look <br />While the moons all die with a frozen kiss<br /><br />Ben Paynter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/but-now-i-cannot-stop-the-dawn/
