as a phrase of music
lifts my eyes,
gloomier the world grows
as darkness tumbles
on the horizon where
my silhouette stands,
witnessing the dusk,
expecting the dawn,
waiting for the day
when your sun
will banish my nights
the world may linger
in eternal blight,
the sun may forever hide
behind the moon,
and stars shut out
by ever looming clouds
as our faces are hid
by a galaxy of doubt
life once made happy
by flights of hopes
and gentle dances
on the toes of time,
love once cherished
on bridge of skies that gleam,
now only flicker
on broken dreams
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