One Day Less

Dusted paintings
Sombre images of yesterday
These memories, chased by winds and clouds
Take me to consider, all left undone.

Can you recall our last sunset
A day close to eternity.

Hours rushing to end
Uttering promises never made
Afar the wind will take them
Astray and strange.

Shadows rush to blend
Years are are made of sand
I'll watch your hair grow
While I hold your hand.

Maybe each day should be our last
And each hour devours the past
Bring us, a feast of gods
Before the closing choir echos.

Can you recall our last entwine
A moment close to divinity.

I crave, for the evening
In a garment of stars everlasting
Fragile radiance
If the dawn never rises.

I crave, for a new beginning
And write this history over
To sculpt a flawless tale
In my imaginary world.

One day less, I have
To feel your skin
One day less, I have
To see your smile
One day less, I have
To taste your lips
One day less, I have
To see your eyes.

One day less, I have
To see you fade
One day less
One dream less I have today.