The wailing storm,
the pouring rain
The sighing wind,
knocking on panes
The snoring pup,
the glugging fish
The humming moon,
tonight I miss
My creaking bones,
my aching flesh
My throbbing heart,
my drumming chest.
My keyboard clicks and sings
to my broken chair's hymn,
I guess it'll have to do alright,
my song, the music of the night.
Music of the Night by Ritche F. Baria is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
Based on a work at 2inchestoperfection.blogspot.com.
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