When the Firefly Is Gone
Saša Milivojev - WHEN THE FIREFLY IS GONE
The tide shies away from the sand
Under the dark clouds
Someone is waiting
The lyre is calling for it
To fly down and shine
Fiery wires
Weave soft sentences
The water is still now
It’s turned to oil
The light speck has gone away
The lyre has fallen silent
And the shore remains deserted
Forever
Saša Milivojev
www.sasamilivojev.com
Copyright © Sasa Milivojev | Year Posted 2019
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