reflecting in the dead lake,
awakens the night
resurrects the woods,
the darkness rises once more.
How the crickets sing!
Damp beneath my feet -
bare and naked footprints left.
Dry leaves hide my path.
My chambre robes, white,
loose around my wood-bruised knees,
fly in the night's wind.
I twirl in the dark,
the night is my only light,
the shadows join me.
A dip in the lake,
my pulse is a tsunami
destroying the moon.
A sparkling ray
drives my soul away, kills me
along with the night.
Oh! the silver moon,
reflecting in the dead lake
slowly dies away...
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