In the dark many bird voices call,
The trees and the springs murmur noisily,
In the clouds a rose-colored glow sounds
Like early love's distress. The night blues away -
With shy hands the twilight softly polishes
The love lair, feverishly stirred up,
And lets the drunkenness of languished kisses end
In dreams, smiling and felt half-awake.
Before Sunrise
Georg Trakl
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Poem topics: away, dark, night, rose, bird, early, distress, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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