Talking To The Night

I feel your touch and melancholy,
So many words unspoken and endless echoes in the valley.
You!!! That with your darkness hug everything and nothing,
Tell me a story, tell me what was or what is coming.

Oh beautiful night, I can hear your cries,
But tell me why, I am listening to you cause you are wise.

Tell me the stories of the old poets,
Tell me how they bled ink at night while writing a poem.

Tell me the stories of old lovers,
Tell me how they kill their dreams and lost their colors.

Tell me the wickedness of the old hearts,
Tell me how they reacted when they understood the secret of the black arts.

Oh night, talk to me in silence tonight
Just like you do every other night.
Talk to me while I write,
Talk to me while we both fight the light.

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