The night falls
the same as every night
and all I've known of day
just disappears

while the frequency
of your arrival
dissipates the volume
of the tears that wait

in shadows calling
and I feel as if I'm falling
dizzy, from the heights
into your eyes
as the night falls
and spirit calls
your name


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