He
He bathes in moonlight
Sleeps while the sun burns the sky
He basks in twilight
Weeps when night’s end is nigh
He, who walks in darkness
And yearns for its embrace
He, who’s labeled lifeless
And who’s fallen from their grace
Let him forever be
Lost to their favor
For his soul is ever free
Winged in all its endeavor
Copyright © Aleck Solier | Year Posted 2012
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