Sunday, April 03, 2011

Your Nocturnal visit

Your Nocturnal visit

I know for sure this visit,
is too nice to be real.
But deep down I pretend then
It is nice to be dual.

How can a dream be so clear?
A visage with a classy earring
Beside the Kirk watching her,
can never be tiring.

When I see the ticking clock
my legs run into a fidget.
I leap for her hand in vain
on this nocturnal visit

I offer my soul to the devil
But there is nothing he can assist
and now I lie awake
with my hands stretched in a fist

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