After Dusk Poem by Dustin Lambert

After Dusk



' Twas in the night I took my breath
My thoughts lost in dark skies.
The moon is but a sliver Pricks my heart and stabs my eyes.
The folds of my imagination
In the stars they won't deny.
For countless hours they harken
Whispered wishes and howling cries.
When my breath begins to weaken
'Tis to sleep with a lamenting sigh.
Then the golden dawn arises
After dusk again denied.

Thursday, July 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: longing
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