Once upon a time
these many years ago
I never dreamed
I would be the one
The face in broken
mirrors with the ****
A lone voice whispering
A call out in artic ice
The nighthawk's spirit
Dive and flash
Over and over
again and again
In darkness sure
swift and enveloping
I guess you never know
No , remains the mystery
Hush ! I'm listening
Waiting on the voice
Can you hear it ?
The Midnight's Voice ?
(Sigh)
It's been so long
so very long .
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 10:58 PM UTC
Once upon a time
these many years ago
I never dreamed
I would be the one
The face in broken
mirrors with the ****
A lone voice whispering
A call out in artic ice
The nighthawk's spirit
Dive and flash
Over and over
again and again
In darkness sure
swift and enveloping
I guess you never know
No , remains the mystery
Hush ! I'm listening
Waiting on the voice
Can you hear it ?
The Midnight's Voice ?
(Sigh)
It's been so long
so very long .
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