Hung Up
Hung up is this-
On this,
Alone
On walls,
Of a room built for two,
Picture-
You will see.
These two,
Each hand in hand
Of the other,
In laughter,
In love,
In lasting in heart.
And wonder will you
In this
Same room we sat,
Will there be-
A break in the lateness,
Of early already
Just another day,
Overcast haze
Or this,
Call it will you
In some form,
Destiny.
All we can hope for -
The end.
As morning begins.
On this,
Alone
On walls,
Of a room built for two,
Picture-
You will see.
These two,
Each hand in hand
Of the other,
In laughter,
In love,
In lasting in heart.
And wonder will you
In this
Same room we sat,
Will there be-
A break in the lateness,
Of early already
Just another day,
Overcast haze
Or this,
Call it will you
In some form,
Destiny.
All we can hope for -
The end.
As morning begins.
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