Until


If I caught the world in a bottle and everything was still beneath the moon. Without your love would it shine for me? If I was smart as Aristotle and understood the rings around the moon. What would it all matter if you loved me?

Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still with a million dreams to fulfill and a matter of moments until the dancing ends. Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear, not a solitary thing would I fear. Except when this moment comes near the dancing’s end.

If I caught the world in an hourglass, saddled up the moon so we could ride. Until the stars grew dim, until…

One day you’ll meet a stranger and all the noise is silenced in the room. You’ll feel that you’re close to some mystery. In the moonlight and everything shatters, You feel as if you’ve known her all your life, the world’s oldest lesson in history.

If I caught the world in an hourglass, saddled up the moon so we could ride. Until the stars grew dim, until…

~Sting

Author: Aditya Sani

I would love to encourage people to read, to think and to typewrite. Founder of Midjournal.com.

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