In the Darkest of Dark

Twilight  now calls from a lonesome sky
A look of longing rest in your eye
The church bells chime the holiest blues
Are we to pass by, like yesterday's news?

I see our dark endings now so crystally clear.
I can hear your goodbye whisper, is it almost here?
Our time is dancing loves  final waltz
It's mournful music sways and halts.

Truth calls at this moment to ignite the light.
Its voice now echoes between all wrong and right.
Whispers are memories that hang on my breath.
Our loves tired and broken awaiting its death

So touch lightly this moment, with tears in our eyes.
Drown sorrows with sad music and say our goodbyes.
For hearts have a room where old loves are all parked.
And the future holds secrets in the darkest of dark
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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