I lay here, in silence.
My eyes are shut.
Can you see the light?
I only see darkness.
It's where I belong.
Bring me the moon and tie up the sun.
Then I can be with you forever.
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The Perennial Fascination
PoesieDeathless. Everlasting. Eternal. Poetry on the thought that there is a forever. That some things are immortal.
Here
I lay here, in silence.
My eyes are shut.
Can you see the light?
I only see darkness.
It's where I belong.
Bring me the moon and tie up the sun.
Then I can be with you forever.
