Early Night/Late Morning

It was early in the morning.  
I wasn’t sure if I should sleep.
  
We had talked and talked,  
our words leaving our mouth, our bodies  
they sprouted wings.  
I think we talked to a point  
where they flew away from us.  
  
Now it is so late,  
so early,  
I can see the sun.  
You are tired, goodnight.  
I hope you see the sun too.  
  
It feels,  
like i've talked a sun rise and set.  
  
The dark sky does not scare me.  
The recesses of space,  
you have taught me to wonder.  
Every day  
I must look into my own planet.  

Now it is late, I say.  
I could be witty and say early,  
I say both.  
 
From sunset to rise I have lived.  
Never have I lived  
so much as today.