An Ordinary Day
Opened with a ray
Secretly entered from the side of my pillow
Falling like raindrops on the pane of my coscious
Scaring to death a dreamers fay
I turned my back against this call
To resist the morning s glory
I closed the cascade of my desire s arms
Just not to let the bare dream fall
How could I allow this hoolligan
By the blazing light of a new dawn
To take what I reaped all night
from the harvests of the secrets unknown
What preferences could be given outright
To a plain morning occurred everywhere
Onto a night s tale to me that is only known
An unparrallel gift I could call only my own
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