Let The Nights

let the nights
sing for us our love songs

if it be
let it be some birds' calls for love

let the nights
when we are too weary

be a very restful sleep
taking us to dreams of more love

let the nights be not a recalling
of our mistakes

let there be no stories
about our shortcomings

let the night be like
a shadow of a house on top of its roof the full bright moon sitting

the lamp slowly dying to rest and sleep
in a little cozy room the windows still open

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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