You would love the dire night
More than day
When the radiance
Of your dear life,
Had faded into gray
You would love the moonbeams
Of the evening
Than the ember of the sun
When your mornings
had turned
Into mournings..
💔
Started: July 10, 2017 #18 in Poetry (July 28,2017) Completed: Aug. 1, 2017 Let me sing a fettered melody, A... More
You would love the dire night
More than day
When the radiance
Of your dear life,
Had faded into gray
You would love the moonbeams
Of the evening
Than the ember of the sun
When your mornings
had turned
Into mournings..
💔