Faces Of The Night

Hazel eyes loom in the dark

Snoring sighs from down below

Quivering paws

Where will we go ?

Adriatic coasts

And talk of sea monsters of the deep

Nights wind cool

In slowly she creeps

Talk small talk big

The future bright

And while away the hours

Unclear plans in sight

Many faces

Dull and dire

Lack lustre in the spark

Or fire

Heart beat still

It burns somewhat

Memories there

That time forgot

Wondering lost

Try not to care

Still the candle burns

And with it tears

Sleep away the wicked moon

Don't leave her long

To pine and swoon

A sigh, a laugh

Turn out the light

Another days ending

On this winters night