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still the night
oh high,
i know, i know
left to wait or to go
to write, or just stare
at the night
a dance of electric's show
erotic
i know, i know
it is my mind that wraps her tight
taut, close
to me, only
in my dreams,
the dark
her pull is felt
like a lark
where we knelt
at the hour of trust
i know, i know
we are but dust
with the wind
and the moon
and the night
*
but still
*
our destiny is right
i know, i know
left to wait or to go
to write, or just stare
at the night
a dance of electric's show
erotic
i know, i know
it is my mind that wraps her tight
taut, close
to me, only
in my dreams,
the dark
her pull is felt
like a lark
where we knelt
at the hour of trust
i know, i know
we are but dust
with the wind
and the moon
and the night
*
but still
*
our destiny is right
Published 28th Apr 2021
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2nd Aug 2021 8:56pm
Beautiful, evocative and calm in atmosphere. I could really picture the night. I enjoyed the assonance.
