How soft the night
As light breaks with thunder
Clouded kisses
Linger in the storm
Shadows starving
Lost without form.
Forgiving questions
And answers unsaid
Stealing a moment
With a whisper in the wind
Memories untouched
Forgotten in the sin.
How soft the night,
Lightning from an angel
Traces of passion
Embraced by faith
Tremble, Falter,
Hunger for space.
Gathered within feathers
Guilded by idols
Dancing in her dreams
False prayers in turmoil
Passed on by fate
To the mortal coil.
How soft the night,
My breath brushed by heaven,
Symphonies in Silhouettes,
Another dance, Another place,
Another time, Another grace,
Shining by the light,
Every soft night.
2007-08-24
22:32:28
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