Goodnight~
Sweet whispers from your tongue
I do lack
And your sweet melody played out against me
from trembling fingers that dance against tender skin
I know nothing of~
convent of darkness, wrapped in silk
A sacred dance
Of which neither of us have ever known
the blessing of speaking well into morn.
Till sunrise kiss everything hidden inside
Still I see the sun in your smile
And I feel it in your passing of goodbye
No perhaps its not forever
Maybe
For this day only we are in love
Till silence greets us in the serenity of passing windows
as we gaze
lost in this blissful melody.
But of every sweet goodnight whispers neither of us have ever known
that fall from twisted and tangled tongue
I know nothing of~
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