Me and the Dark Wood
The infinity call of the dark wood
echoes violently, screams silently
The melody of the half-baked moon
brings a proximity of the night
towards dawn
The half slept nature
is breaking her silence
by singing the song of love
with the rhythm of the fountain
The veil of the darkness
slowly unveiled by the desire of the forest
and seduced by the sumptuous silence
Dear Love!
I ponder a plush pavement through the heart of dark wood
and surrender myself to the king of nature.
In the Dark Wood -- Kay Nielsen
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