yakksoho
Bluelighter
Nightingale
Well
Silence is your footsteps
__And ungainly deviation to a
__Colony of night
Fireflies in limelight navigating
Silver stars are like
Butterflies in jars but who
Needs to hear the flight
Of a nightengale from dusk to dawn?
__The silver wings he floats on
__His passage and his every breath
__The sighing of his little breast
The flight he takes while navigating
__Star to star in limelight jars
While the silence in your footsteps
__Ends his flight from life to
Death?
Well
Silence is your footsteps
__And ungainly deviation to a
__Colony of night
Fireflies in limelight navigating
Silver stars are like
Butterflies in jars but who
Needs to hear the flight
Of a nightengale from dusk to dawn?
__The silver wings he floats on
__His passage and his every breath
__The sighing of his little breast
The flight he takes while navigating
__Star to star in limelight jars
While the silence in your footsteps
__Ends his flight from life to
Death?
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