I follow the home underneath the stars tonight
stars which show me the lies in your eyes and I
want to lie next to you
lie in your head, bath in your hair tonight
and carry away your eerie last goodbye
this evening breeze, all around us tonight
streams with my memories, now you and I
we merge right here, right now
turn to dust and fossilize tonight
never come back to life
bodies stiff like trees by the lake tonight
feel the rising freeze in your breath now, but I
I won't try to survive
that light in your mind is on your side tonight
only if you will keep on shining bright
and I know I will lose my poor trust tonight
thanks to you, you used to keep me alive, but I
don't need to see you anymore
'cause you finally fell in his dreadful trap tonight
just to be my only bride of the night
the queen of my dreams tonight
About the Creator
Filip Čaja
Pen name: William Greco - writes surreal poetry and short stories that explore the uncanny and hidden sides of life. Mainly inspired by the great surrealists or weird fiction and magical realism authors.
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