I could be your queen,
your starry night,
your midnight world and all the cosmos...
Yet all good things must end.
When the sun rises, I will fade,
disappearing into the dawn.
Weep not, I will return, once night emerges -
and the universe itself will sing.
Oct 18, 2020
Oct 18, 2020 at 10:04 AM UTC
I could be your queen,
your starry night,
your midnight world and all the cosmos...
Yet all good things must end.
When the sun rises, I will fade,
disappearing into the dawn.
Weep not, I will return, once night emerges -
and the universe itself will sing.