turning

in torrid turns we mark these days, the frenzied fits we feel, the mythic moments ever stay, forever keep it real, took a turn from there and then, like sun unto the sky, hidden in some where and when, forever asking why, a song of stars escapes your lips, as i bring to you sunrise, these lives so far from what one scripts, each day a new surprise, a bird alights on piling fair, i'm lost in want of you, and time is somehow smiling there, for hours they are too few, turning later towards the sun, for want of endless stars, you taught me how to be someone, whose love transcends the scars, but turning in the deep of night, as if invoked with wanting words, above the street and all its lights, a single, turning bird...