Darken
hearken unto thyself – a raven of woe
black crow / in the fields of your deepest sorrow
“Nevermore.”
Sun come tomorrow.
Tonight :
my silhouette cast by moonlight.
shadowy shapes, I bend and curve
my form on the wall …
I am a bird
after all,
after all.
hearken unto thyself – a raven of woe
black crow / in the fields of your deepest sorrow
“Nevermore.”
Sun come tomorrow.
Tonight :
my silhouette cast by moonlight.
shadowy shapes, I bend and curve
my form on the wall …
I am a bird
after all,
after all.
