The night is now passing by
Every footstep it carries on
Onto the dark of drifting sky
Until its illusions are done
Dreams that can never stay
Only their song on going
Soft tones in a nightly play
Until the morning´s glowing
Like time that´s standing still
Giving more dreams across
Mind-set that cannot fulfill
Only be missed in its loss
Thoughts we did not know
Echoes of mirage setting beat
Slow in their passing adagio
Hallucination on a bare street
Its dark's now endless inside
Waiting till morrow comes in
Silences of questions abide
With its uncertainty and chagrin
Dreams in their night poems
All the feelings of the heart
Love and its endless diadems
Cupid gave you with his dart
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