The Company of Night

Thu, 04/14/2016 - 23:49 -- EM43

Nocturnal beauty flying through the night

Indigo Gypsy hiding from the light.

Close your eyes, make a wish 

and send it up in a cloud.

Lost you are, but soon to be found.

 

The stars can't be reached,

but they are listening.

Tell them how you feel.

 

"I don't want to glow

I want to get darker.

Let the inside consume the out.

Fade to black like a dying ember

up like smoke, light as a feather.

I searched all day for the night."

 

And the fire sent love letters to the stars.

Transparent swirls of empty promises.

Words never fade scars.

 

She sits alone by a fire in the woods

her jacket is stolen, but intentions good.

Indigo Gypsy, tell me.

I am here.

 

"I don't want to glow

I want to get darker.

Let the inside consume the out.

Fade to black like a dying ember

up like smoke, light as a feather.

I won't live through the light."

 

Oh, darling

you are not ruined.

I know the world seems quiet,

but it's just soft-spoken.

You are not the first to cry tonight.

Indigo Gypsy, tell me.

I am here.

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Our world
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