Nocturn


Ineffable with a hint of melancholy,
I shoot my arrow into the rain, yet no return,
No lover's song,
Whisper of hope,
Kiss of warmth…
Only the simple doldrum of the this beat in my head,
A by product of my anatomy's inner workings,
There's a certain resistance to wait until the sky falls,
So I steady this flame…
And watch as the sun charrs the day into night, as the stars begin to Stir..
Flint. Dance, through the cosmic stillness,
Drawing atop the abyss,
Etching's of such mystery, such eternity and such boundless love...
Only in the blackness may such a beautiful light be glimpsed.

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