The lost night
- Noémie Valcauda
- Dec 21, 2022
- 1 min read
I watched the night fading
Narrow bars of light
Coming through the blinds
Deep blue vesperal sky
Against the doorframe lingering
The breeze & flower scents
Bleeding your old pains
Wild pines or hydrangeas
Wintery fog covered everything
The view of fields and cows
Over the damp meadow
A shadow genuinely gold
A blanket of clouds waltzing
On acres and acres of space
Wings of wind blowing
Needles to my face in haze
Set my glass on the iron railing
The inside grew darker
Couldn’t face your eyes, star-covered
Hopes locked on the threshold
On the counter, sink clinking
Your hand took mine
The outside grew brighter
This was the lost night
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