on the wings of crows

On the wings of crows I'd like to fly

over streets and fields

over neverending midnight sky

to find my beating heart

unconsealed

I'd like to fly to moon and back 

to see what secrets holds

why the night turns black

I'd like to know that

thousandfold

Why it cries I dare to ask

silver tears that call for love

in it's beauty I shall bask

me and you and moon

above