the night sings to me with silence,
the whisper of trees and far away cars,
noises and nothings steeped in sibilance
as ceaseless and steady as my somnolent breaths
the night sings to me with silence,
the whisper of trees and far away cars,
noises and nothings steeped in sibilance
as ceaseless and steady as my somnolent breaths