Sunday, November 6, 2011

G' Nite Mate

As Tom Jones plays on the player,
Droplets of rain falls onto my hand,
It was cold,
The breeze was refreshing,
The street lights flickers every moment,
Signs that it needs maintenance,
I hear sounds of reffing engines,
Ascending and descending.

As Engelbert Humperdick plays,
The night became peaceful,
Street lights reflections made me sleepy,
I drift into a wonderful night,
As the diamonds above being the last memory of the day.

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