These Days There Are Nights
There are nights
When the moon sits still
While the stars float
In no particular manner
All about the sky
Nights
When dreams
Come to rest
Gently
Quietly
Motionlessly
On my shoulders
There are nights
Outside
In the darkness
The wind
Dances in circles
All about earth
Calling my name
Sometimes
There are nights
When dreams never come
And though I chase them
While I sleep
They have learned
To hide from me
Much too well
To ever find
But these days
There are nights
That hold nothing more
Than promises
Spoken in the darkness
That tomorrow
May
Or may not
Come
Copyright © Cj Krieger | Year Posted 2011
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