The Echo of a Night

Nights of envy or lust Lay upon my moon. Is there a star hiding impressions With a light doom? Shadows are trembling like candles Warm and pure Yet so fragile, I can not touch. In words I find cure In darkness I rest As my soul balances between reflections. Bridges I can not pass, A past of a lost consience And I am afraid that if I sleep You will hunt my dreams My only way, the deadend you built. So nights are passing through broken windows Arresting promises I need to keep As treasure. My ships are hanging by the ocean's cliff Rounding skies of freedom. Expectations by emotions false, As rain withdraws from this silence, Like the dance we never shared Beneath the starry sky.