alone in the dark/ edit 1
fiction
edward w pritchard
Our cave is empty now.
fiction
edward w pritchard
Our cave is empty now.
Fill our cave with candles,
light a bonfire outside the entrance, to guide you home.
I don't want to be alone in the dark.
I'll sit quietly on our cave's floor,
among the stalagmites and listen for the echo of your voice
bouncing off the moon if you call to me.
Let the moon reflect in small puddles of water
formed drop by drop from the stalactites
weeping and hoping for your return.
I'll lay quietly here in the dark alone
until the stalagmites and stalactites meet again.
Our Cave is empty now;
I'll abide in the dark waving a flickering candle.
I'll abide in the dark waving a flickering candle.
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