"rivelazioni" poems
Guardian of the night
without my sight
holding on with all of my might
and the stars are pulling really tight
I pray very deep
wishing that I will keep
and all my life I will sleep
dreaming of a little tiny sheep
I am blind as a bat
can't find a way to pet my cat
nobody with whom to chat
and I am sad and lonely like that one single rat
guardian of the night
ready for the flight
disposing of all the frights
heading towards the light
and I am the guardian of the night
Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC