The Night
Just when the night falls
the pain subsides, a little.
And the soul quiets.
In the night
silently hidden in my dream
I can listen to your voice
narrate of your dreams.
I can hear you sing.
Then
a new morning comes
and your song
ends
Copyright © Cinzia Guerci | Year Posted 2013
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