Each Turns Into Night
C-omfort fades from your mind,
Y-our fine clime turns unkind.
R-apture transforms to pain,
I-t's blue that turns dark
L-ane.
A-s seen ninth of February
B-ecomes dusk easily.
L-ove changes into fight,
E-ach day turns into
N-ight.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2018
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