~ Night I missed ~
I miss present your encountered
in the shadows
you always blow on the wind of night.
Ballad singing drifting soul
with the gathering strength of feeling homesick.
You whispered tenderly Ground the night on the strength of
I get that the more perfect with dreams as flax pick my tired
In the foyer I crave silence
the meaning of a wishful
who continues clinging
tortured heart.
I want present your fused with feelings
I even met with a groan longing piece.
