An empty bed is a valley of tears
on a dark, lonely street
and it’s taking many years
for the dancing stars to meet…

An empty bed is like a foggy day
when the inner smile is missing
people say that we should obey
in front of love, when kissing…

An empty bed is thief in the night
who hates the moonlight serenade
and takes from our dreams a bite
for all emotions that aren’t paid…

An empty bed is echo of the whisper
and we should blame it on the moon
because doesn’t give us shiver
in front of love, we remain immune…

22.10.2017, London


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