The Lady Night Poem by Milan Gojkovic
The Lady Night
Wandering me...
The moon is free,
I wait for thee.
What unfolded is about to be?
Distant shadow
The paths divided
On stars' meadow
By Moon guided.
Windrider in a slow pace,
Looking for eternal grace
Whispering the blue,
Only he knew.
In the eyes...
Cyclone singing
Darkness bringing
Away the lies.
Reveal me her story
Before the light.
Ancient glory
Of Lady Night.
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