The day has gone the mist has cleared
the wind whispers... her tortured tears
A pearlescent moon hangs lonesome tonight
In a jet black sky of silken waves of light
Midnight's arm, around my shoulder clings
His cool night-air kisses, ease so many things
...all my anguish and torments of the day
Oh, for eternal night I hope and pray
Within the night's small hours, I can just be
When day's distraction-veil lifts, I am set free
To dream and travel my kaleidoscope mind
Never knowing just what I'll find...
© Debbie Razey 2016
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