Bright eye.

She may have wept his parted days, and sleepless nights a restless gaze

Into starlight there above
In countless mourning
Of their love

For dreams lay withered
A flowers fool
Drained of water, each tear ran dry

But there lay fortunate
With peaceful cry
A galaxy known, to her bright eye.

Beauty of the night.

_______________________

 

Are the star’s still shinning?

You look forsaid with sorrow

 

Are you sad with gloom

– the sun still shine’s, come 

morrow,

 

Have you saved in memory

The beauty of the night.

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