Down the hall and straight ahead

Hear them whisper
in your bed
                  Make impressions, in your Head.

Go on,
forget the spring time
and
Let the Blues wash over you
in silent hues
                    - and moonshine.

Come on,
Receive the dawn, with its burning light: casting a spell on the Night.

Forever parted.
Forever bequeathed-

Enduring with you- They will-
dry your tears,
                       while you fall asleep.