Every Night (From, Poet On Www)

Every night I come to my senses, But it's never going to last; Seeing stars into sky romances, With glowing eyes from the past. Looking back and feeling the same, When all was right and wrong; Before this to its situation came, And we knew not where to belong. Everything is a dangerous thing, Disappearing needs and other ways; To each other most often linking, When to our inner feelings plays. Reaching and needing is enough, For each argument that is out there; Modern times with its plenty of stuff, That is most often going nowhere. Every day is like the one that's past, With it's feelings passing through; Slowly moving around its bombast, Meaning something to each of you. I can not wait or become younger, For time is running through its way; And each my thinking going longer, Mot mattering what I will do or say.