Night Talks

Let me picture silence,

By the pale moonlight.

Kissed by the breeze,

And serenaded by roos.

Dancing to the melody

Of dried and discarded leaves,

As the Queen moves to tire,

And her followers take heed.

And down in the pit,

A baby forever sleeps.

Navigating with closed eyes,

And I cannot tell the time.

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