Night is a dream you know
an old love in the dark
around you as you go
without end as you know.
Étiquette : night
Night is a dream
Sleep softly my old love
my beauty in the dark
night is a dream we have
as you know as you know
Leave me the light
Love, leave me like the light,
The gently passing day;
We would not know, but for the night,
When it has slipped away.
Touch the spaces
When night is almost done,
And sunrise grows so near
That we can touch the spaces.
Our blank in bliss to fill
Our share of night to bear,
Our share of morning,
Our blank in bliss to fill,
Our blank in scorning.
From Our share of night to bear, Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)
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