Darling, the night is sleeping
Upon a purple sea
The memories I'm keeping
Are ruthless company
For in their tender comfort
An agonizing grip
Ignites a sudden longing
For the things that I let slip
Darling, the wind is sighing
Across a silent night
The embers slowly dying
Bestow a mournful light
Within its solemn glowing
The light of passion dies
The sorrow of it showing
Like blue sparks in my eyes
Darling, the fields of summer
Have lost their ever-green
I see the midnight shimmer
Upon a frosty sheen
Darling, the night is sleeping
How still the hallowed flame
The memories I'm keeping
Are whispering your name
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!