Sunday, June 16, 2013

Styulou Enderich

Silence is a wish that never can be granted

A well that seeps the dew of the stars
a noise that makes me hold you close

when lamplight reveals the mist as a ghost
a quarter moon will disappear into the darkness
and that which holds the sea from the sky
will believe once again
in what the laughter of the dawn has always known
(that silence is a wish that never can be granted).

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