and the sun have waited all day long
better to say
the sun had wasted all the day
wating for the night to come
to feel and see what it would never can
the beauty of the dark and the silence of the night
at the other hand
it lended its brightness
to a full pale moon that happily sees
the sun and the light
the day and the night
the light and the dark
but shamefully hides one of its faces
the scary one
the bruised one
surely that one which really needs the light
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 12:04 PM UTC
and the sun have waited all day long
better to say
the sun had wasted all the day
wating for the night to come
to feel and see what it would never can
the beauty of the dark and the silence of the night
at the other hand
it lended its brightness
to a full pale moon that happily sees
the sun and the light
the day and the night
the light and the dark
but shamefully hides one of its faces
the scary one
the bruised one
surely that one which really needs the light
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