Night
Like a thick water,the night
Fills my cup,
And I must drink it all
Till it overflows in my soul
Oh my love..
Like a wayward spider,the night
Crawls into my skin
Like a homing spider,the night
Weaves a web within..
Oh my love..
Copyright © Robert Velves | Year Posted 2016
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