When does night begin to end
and day burst into bloom?
Is it as sleeping lovers stir,
As resting bodies do?
Or when black begins to melt,
under blue horizon's spell,
and dreams begin to fade without a whisper of farewell.
and day burst into bloom?
Is it as sleeping lovers stir,
As resting bodies do?
Or when black begins to melt,
under blue horizon's spell,
and dreams begin to fade without a whisper of farewell.
-c.b.l.
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