The nothing takes its place
Calmly around the empty
And you are alone in the space
Where the dark air lives.
Calmly around the empty
And you are alone in the space
Where the dark air lives.
The feeble lunar brightness
Lights up the bottom of your eyes,
And relaxing your hair
The nocturnal wind is setting free.
Lights up the bottom of your eyes,
And relaxing your hair
The nocturnal wind is setting free.
The blade silence becoming accomplice
Of all your insidious daydreams
Which are just waiting the favourable instant
To at last become delightful.
Of all your insidious daydreams
Which are just waiting the favourable instant
To at last become delightful.
The night is for you none coldness
It awakes all your ghosts, all your mirages.
You get out of its softness
And you re-create your own image.
So you remain quiet
Under the impassive moon.
But this is the way it attracts you
And you give it back by this smile.
Under the impassive moon.
But this is the way it attracts you
And you give it back by this smile.
Poem By
C eline Jodaah
C eline Jodaah
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