Literature
Sunday, 15 September 2013
At Night Fall
I need so much the quiet of your love,
After the day's loud strife;
After the stress of life.
I need your calm all other things above
I crave the haven that in your dear heart lies,
After all toil is done;
I need the star shine of your heavenly eyes,
After the day's great sun!
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