Night has fallen
softly
in his arms
so he hummed her to sleep
He saw a green leave
on her hair
with a tear brought by the wind
Slowly and gently
rolling into her eye
he smelled a pink smile
dancing in her dream
‘cause Spring has come
and stayed by her side
He heard the pouring rain
torturing his white horse
He sighed
He knew
He is not the knight of the night
Beautiful Night, how can I
simply
say goodbye?
-xG.
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