Src Refugeve
7. Refugeve
Even tide melts
The twilight’s violet glow.
Aaah, Yet tonight marks
The cross where days that go.
And so this night before the day
I want to take my turn and say
All night I’m with you.
Mondays, Tuesdays
Unconfused days
Then weeks pass, seasons
And change to years.
Our tarnished halo’s
Own true colors,
Lights the gloom
With brightened mirror.
Oh, Oh, Oh…………
