24 Aug 2008

Night falls, as if time itself stopped, and everyone were freed from it.

Night falls, to resume the haunting of the moon, no one to know why.

Night falls, the spells of light to be dispelled, no such magic on through.

Night falls, we to escape the darkness in dreaming, but not always.

Night falls, where the fire speaks loudest, but lacks in subtlety.

Night falls, the distance between things becoming as infinite, in darkness.

Night falls, the cycle to remind us of the end — and a beginning.

posted by John H. Doe @ 12:01 am

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