Move Away

Move away

Sun light coming in
Sneaking in while I dream;
Move away from me,
Let me again sleep.

Bitter thoughts coming on,
Darkening my disposition.
Move away from me,
Let my thoughts turn sweet.

Voluptuous passion burning,
My sense is blinding;
Move away from me!
Let me stand on my feet!

People coming and going,
One that’s not annoying.
Please come to me!
It is you that I need!

KBS, June 20, 2008.