Blueberry White

Blueberry white night and the stars shine like a necklace of pearls

The eye of the black shines, silvery scars entangled as the roots of

The world.

There is a willow outside my window

Its whispering leaves twisting in the fog

Shivering droplets of mist caress the breath of the titans

No sun, no light, just the memory of a time.

Just a memory of the time. Just one memory.

Just one star and its blueberry white light

Just tonight.

G.

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