Oh cold, dark mistress mine
is our union so taboo?
the day is master to us all
but I yearn to be with you
in your arms I feel at peace
you hold my fears at bay
but sleep comes swiftly to my eyes
the tool of jealous day
I want the dark and not the light
the moon and not the sun
let them go blind on their fattened star
I prefer billions to one
Night, my dear, please do not cry
I lay awake for you
but a yawn now summons me toward day
and the things that I must do
though my will is 'bout to fail
I will return again
for sleep will find in me a foe
and this battle, I shall win.
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
Oh cold, dark mistress mine
is our union so taboo?
the day is master to us all
but I yearn to be with you
in your arms I feel at peace
you hold my fears at bay
but sleep comes swiftly to my eyes
the tool of jealous day
I want the dark and not the light
the moon and not the sun
let them go blind on their fattened star
I prefer billions to one
Night, my dear, please do not cry
I lay awake for you
but a yawn now summons me toward day
and the things that I must do
though my will is 'bout to fail
I will return again
for sleep will find in me a foe
and this battle, I shall win.