In the last of the light
she stays
a million, glimmering
in the galaxy of her deepest blue
and through this night
caressed by cloud
and yet to come
the silver line of a tear
as we say goodnight
Dec 4, 2010
Dec 4, 2010 at 7:48 AM UTC
In the last of the light
she stays
a million, glimmering
in the galaxy of her deepest blue
and through this night
caressed by cloud
and yet to come
the silver line of a tear
as we say goodnight
