Days of Endless Night
In the still of my quiet blue
In these days of endless night
The songs fall out of tune
As the nightingale sings
An elegy to the moon
And here I am in these whispers
Thinking of you in your tomb
Words: ©2021LCR
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This is dark .... and soothing at the same time.
ReplyDeleteJust what I was hoping for. Thank you.
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