I remember our late Nights

The City grew silent with distant whispers

Distant echoes, what we knew to be true

 

A chapter long over

I turned to skim you once over

All I could hear was the Night

 

No more longing

No more suffering

 

A chance to rest, if only for a moment

 

I asked you to stay 

to please never leave

 

But Nothing good shall ever last

and like the others in my ancient tale

you are a Desert’s dust upon the my pages

 

To forever be a Moon Lit City

Far from the present

yet always there

 

I miss you

but you are not meant for me

I am not meant to be here again

It is not my place

 

A City filled with Nightly Echoes

I have too much darkness for the Moon Light