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The night holds its breath, music
drowns, soft snoring of brotherhood
from the adjacent room,
house smells of breakfast,
Happy Birthday, Mother,
we're expecting good company;
come stay
the night.

Ceiling fans exhale rhythmic nostalgia,
kaleidoscope landscapes in the view
from the window, temptation
of free spirits, endangered
species, long-
lost wildlife;
come stay
the night.

Cheap cigarettes, the taste
of sweet revenge,
air conditioner mumbles
under its breath,
genuine smiles, shadows
of ballerina branches;
come stay
the night.

Speakers pulsate, that spot
on my wrists, that place
on my neck, clouds leap
to their death, time killed,
revived by CPR
of sun rays, a kiss
of breeze;
come stay
the night.

Pandora's box for spring cleaning,
sandpaper tongue, a house cat
cleans himself, falling leaves
hold last night's dreams, veins
of memory, a thirst
for morning dew;
come stay
the night.

Dead silence plays my ear drums, long-winded
breath of clocks, exhaling nervous tics,
the night holds its breath;
come stay
the night

Description
The night holds its breath, music
drowns, soft snoring of brotherhood
from the adjacent room,
house smells of breakfast,
Happy Birthday, Mother,
we're expecting good company;
come stay
the night.

Ceiling fans exhale rhythmic nostalgia,
kaleidoscope landscapes in the view
from the window, temptation
of free spirits, endangered
species, long-
lost wildlife;
come stay
the night.

Cheap cigarettes, the taste
of sweet revenge,
air conditioner mumbles
under its breath,
genuine smiles, shadows
of ballerina branches;
come stay
the night.

Speakers pulsate, that spot
on my wrists, that place
on my neck, clouds leap
to their death, time killed,
revived by CPR
of sun rays, a kiss
of breeze;
come stay
the night.

Pandora's box for spring cleaning,
sandpaper tongue, a house cat
cleans himself, falling leaves
hold last night's dreams, veins
of memory, a thirst
for morning dew;
come stay
the night.

Dead silence plays my ear drums, long-winded
breath of clocks, exhaling nervous tics,
the night holds its breath;
come stay
the night