Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Night Went Out

stay with me when the sun is bright
yet the breeze of summer is cold
put your hands on my eyes.
comfort me, now that i'm still strong
and leave me when down.
be here when the dew is fresh
in the afternoon
for i may vanish when you're out.
lay me where i want to
bring me no flowers
for i don't need it.
so when you come on the night,
there are lights,
but i'm nowhere.

written: February 8, 1998

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