Perchance

Day passes away to die in the night

A rapturous shadow full of mystery

With kiss of dusk… and spark of starlight

 

Furtive dreams linger quietly in the dark

There for the bidding perchance

Life as desired… the imagination of heart

 

Bathed in the cloak of moonlights glow

Held safe in this nocturnal retreat

I allow myself peace… and a restful soul

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