Precious night, in danger, sleep
Sadness- call, but don’t you weep
Bring the bow down on the lamb
You’ll regret then who I am…
Silence- drink the world away
Walking dawn comes with delay
Take the breath that holds you fast
Don’t turn your eyes back to the last
Folding fields and spitting earth
Keep your shape or feel my dearth
Reel her in but drive love far
None more endearing than yonder star
Yes, I’ll sit waiting at its end
This isn’t me… s’all in my head.
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