Breezy nights are fun, Soft air descend, Caressing the happy curtains, Flirting with the candle light And casting a strange shadow From the pool, the frog choir began Preparing for their procession Yet this night is very young So I wait for the coming rain And her wonderful lullabic songs
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A Muse
Paint me in your words It’s time I lay my bones But a night is incomplete Without a pen and poem Paint me in your minds eyes Let the wishes of all sweet dreams Come lay on our bosom For the Day has gone to sleep Taking his lights with him And if I become… Continue reading A Muse
