The sorrows of the day past crush me down
I wish for solace, to escape the acid tears that sting my eyes
I long for the moment when I may finally lay to rest
Encompassed in your silken indigo embrace
Lord of Night, grant me the soothing oblivion of your caress
Wash away my sorrows with your nepenthe
Rock my troubled soul as on the waves of a calm ocean
And receive for your own the warmth of my devotion
Lord of Night, salvation of my soul
Cie
06/07/2006
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We really like your poems. And Dog Face Girl said she wanted to read one of them on her audio blog someday.
Thanks for the compliments!
I have some dandy song lyrics that I've written for Death Cheese that I'd love to hear Dog Face read!
Songs with titles like "Deadly Sausage" and "Ornery Witches on the Fjords." I'll have to get around to posting their play list which will include links to these fine songs!
I love this poem; it shows the humanness of Cie.
Too human, I'm afraid!
Although I often feel like an alien.
C
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