Night song

Silent the night sky
wind blow for your name
Smile of your mouth shy.



Look at the star stairs
where blue time stops
you and I go there.



A house with four wall
repress the Sunday noon
Sweet smell your eye call.



Night break down
thousands of sleep
Impossible dream.
My pen is lost
Side of the dark beam.

Poetry,©copyright, chitrk,2021

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