Music like the night,
Envelopes all but the most starry of Mights!
Filled with hope - at Distant Dreams -
I long to Chant - the Song to Midnight-Moons!
Oh! - what star filled sky - was ever so great -
As the damask that was asked of Me!
Longing to flit - weary - across -
The Dark - water - running!
Linked is this - Tale - of Romance!
And the Pale of Midnight -
Scorched the burning tiles beneath my Feet.
As I walk tender to the touch!
Keeping all - Blessed things - within the - Deepest of Folds - of my Clutching reach!
Tuesday 8th November, 2011
Charlotte Fawdry
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