When the night arrives,
Your heartbeat comes alive
A symphony of sorrow plays,
A thread to follow through the haze.
Oh, how it loves you,
For the moon above you
Will lead you to a silver pool,
A place where starlight bends the rule.
Don't be shy, don't turn away,
It matters not what clothes you lay.
Step inside, the waters gleam,
Warmer than a fleeting dream.
The moment you fall, the starlight will swarm,
A billion soft kisses, radiant and warm.
Your eyes will be filled, your soul will ignite,
And never again shall you weep through the night.
The pool will give laughter that never will die,
To all who are daring enough to try.
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silent screams
Poetrythe screams of the soul from someone who has suffered loss, pain, and heartbreak. everything we all want to say but never can. for all my wordsmiths, this one is for you. #1 in rhyme #5 in poetry #1 in poetry collection #2 poeticjustice
