O The saga of a whispering night.
O The confessions of a whispering night.
O demon of night tell your story of caged knights of love.
O Night don't become so ignorant tell your story of those whispers.
The rainbow dares to claim the sky floating over golden daffodils.
The light becoming into soft curls of gold on every cloud.
The wind running wild overcoming the inhibitions.
The trees whimpering feeble sounds of joy through the trees
The scent of Lilies and jasmines surging up on the crest of air
The wind swinging dancing touching leaf to leaf.
The rainy tears trickled downstream her cheeks of every leaf.
The rain drops tossing heads in sprightly dance.
The majestically plodding silence reigns in the barren night.
The breeze dancing like a joy on the heart of a sorrow
The touch crept up and peeked over the leaf for taste of desire.
The smell of musk in the deer hiding in night.
The trickling sound of rain seep into the night.
The roar is muted to the crickets song.
The night is quiet with murmur of thanks.
The extinction drifting into twilight's whispers.
The body's heaviness fleeing into incandescent winds.
The time just seems to creep along.
The hot summer days into furtive departure.
The mysteries of outer space lies in the darkness.
The aroma buried deep in the heart where secrets unknown live.
The stars around gleam and sing amid the gloom of giant trees.
The stark night cloud to cloud existence is still an enigma to all.
The rain drops dance like a pearl on a string.
The murmuring hope can provide balm for troubled soul.
The fragrant Death cannot take its toll!
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