Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

When the Warm Day Dies

"... I’ll be there, beside you my love..."

When the Warm Day Dies

When the warm day dies
And the cool night sets in,
Then I’ll be there, beside
You my love, feeling the
Heat of a beating heart,
My arms wrapped round
Your empty shoulders as
I whisper silent words of
Love and longing in your
Lonely, unadorned ear…







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