Howl of the Night

BassJek

The Moon leaned down to kiss her

I wonder if she feels it?

Its touch a distant light

Fading slowly with time

A million eyes of silver

Bare witness shining bright

A single flower in blooming

Yawns a work of art

Cold black skies unfold

Revealing a hidden canvas

Rumors paint the clouds

Exposing every detail

Soon they will Journey 

Down Those cheeks so dear

Alone is named a lullaby

Stillness will be the song

Who can hear the dying call?

A voice is all but hopeless

Listen if you will

Believe if you dare

Thin winds are distant whispers

Translating a lonely night

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: BassJek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2017 05:57
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    Good write. Welcome to MPS.

    • BassJek

      Thank you kindly



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