Mike Corn Black and White

Black and White

Mike Corn

Lovers beginning to awake Anxious to open their bright eyes A world through which they dream In search of warmth it brings

Is comfort real Is it perceived Will it be there in the darkness As light of day begins to leak

Another midnight come and gone Romance a fairy tale it seems One touch tender lips they moan Disappearing into the deep

Souls tremble not of fear Numb from whispers in the night Intoxicated by each touch A life not of color but black and white