A Gentle Intrusion

 

 

shadows deepen, stretching

reaching out to the night

to become one with the dark

as lonely stars peek 

through the azure dusk


evening alive with her mysteries

solved by ear and less the eye

and I sink into the darkness

becoming invisable to myself

denying the night my intrusion


in the arms of a breeze

leaves sway and twirl at will

laughing softly at passing tickle

of this flirtacious lover

in the freedom of their dance


caressing with soft of glow

hints the silent moon's arrival

a crecendo of whispers, as shadows flee

safe from prying beams display

hiding inside the depth of their being







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