Wednesday, March 9, 2016

When the evening closes in

As the evening closes in
With scent of marigold round my neck
I yield, I surrender, to my Love,
As she downs her feathers too
Upon my weary day,

Till I breathe, my last,
It would continue, I whisper,
As she looks at me, with her eyes
Her happiness often killing me thus
As my weary day comes to pass
And the evening closes in.

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