Nightfall
Look at me gently, my love~
as gentle as the glow
of waning moonlight
in the quiet bosom of nightfall.
Speak softly love to me again,
As soft as a soaring symphony
of heaven’s nocturnal orchestra
in the gentle cadence of nightfall.
Sing to me once again, my love
those melodies written in the clouds~
whispered by the west wind
in the swaying leaves of nightfall.
Dance with me again, my love
Come hold my hand like it’ll be the last~
Let me be yours even for a moment
in the scented shades of nightfall.
20.09.2021
“N” Poems, New or Old Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
1st place
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JC Brul | Year Posted 2021
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