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Silent Fingers
Silent fingers of the night
with a brushing of the willows
as we dance at dusk
of memories in shadows
in a seance with my pen
When we were young
now gone the way of spirits
as the candlelights dims
to awaken on new tomorrows
dripping yesterday's sorrows
As the tallow unwinds
while moths dance in fantasy
with a brushing of the willows
as we dance at dusk
blowing out the light
with a brushing of the willows
as we dance at dusk
of memories in shadows
in a seance with my pen
When we were young
now gone the way of spirits
as the candlelights dims
to awaken on new tomorrows
dripping yesterday's sorrows
As the tallow unwinds
while moths dance in fantasy
with a brushing of the willows
as we dance at dusk
blowing out the light
Published 21st Apr 2020
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21st Apr 2020 5:03pm
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Silent fingers
of the night
brushing of the willows
we dance at dusk
a seance with
my pen
young
now gone the way of spirits
candlelights dim
awaken on new tomorrows
dripping yesterday's
sorrows
tallow unwinds
moths dance fantasy
brushing
of the willows
dance
at dusk
blowing out the light
~
Silent fingers
of the night
brushing of the willows
we dance at dusk
a seance with
my pen
young
now gone the way of spirits
candlelights dim
awaken on new tomorrows
dripping yesterday's
sorrows
tallow unwinds
moths dance fantasy
brushing
of the willows
dance
at dusk
blowing out the light
~
