Night is queen, queen.
Queen of heaven,
O night, queen are you.
Light is the exception,
For you had no inception;
It was always, always you.
Candle burning like no other,
Lucifer, Luna or Sun,
you could smother all,
but pinned all on you.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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