Come hither to me, slowly
Come hither to me, come
No need to feel so lonely,
Just hear my siren's song
There are seconds yet to steal,
Away from father time,
Forget the tangible, the real,
Come hither and be mine
Run from me, again, again,
I tell the sweetest lies
And steal your dreams, I am
In the mirror behind your eyes...
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Poetry by Koray Birenheide
PoetryOn darkest days and in the night, with smothered skies and starry light, my feet will take me wand'ring far in search of a forgotten star.
