Sleep cannot dance upon my eyes
without your heart's goodnight.
because the beauty of the sunset's
burning halo is dull and unrequited
without the beauty of your words.
and the glory of midnight's moon and dancing stars
is far too cold without the warmth of your soft goodnight.
i forever need your late night lullaby.
© 2007 Rebell tiGer Symph
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