I swallow the sky, taste stars and breathe out. Watch as galaxies glow in their iridescent emptiness. Worlds are cast in meaningless darkness until her eyes shine on them.
Sweet and gentle night where are you hid away?
Imagine a cold breeze whistle through dark trees.
Long for the moment when winds grow silent
to be held in darkness, hiding from secrets.
Light is far too hot and bright, burns scratched up eyes.
I need to see the moon tucked in its velvet sky.
Birds are far too noisy for sleep.
Days so sad they make me weep.
Yet, in memories of gentle nights I find, you.
Nice to dream when stars start to gleam.
Never forget the comforting song