Last Night
Last night in bed,
I slept with an empty head,
Bounded by deep darkness,
Chained to the freedom of my lurkness,
Waiting on a beauty my route to ply,
Perhaps a fall from her azure sky
will waft this beauty to her beast,
We will merry to our feast,
For I will catch her with eyes shut,
Praying she falls to stay down with mouth shut...
But last night tammed her lost knight.
Copyright © Ebizimo Arabina | Year Posted 2018
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