Night
By SlimShdy32
Whisked away in its darkness and aroused by its presence I am livened by the spirit of night, and it possesses me in a way that I cannot explain A new life comes about me, one that is absent throughout the day Its shadows and eerie touch excite the spirits within my soul It is a new awakening, one that stimulates all of my features Through night’s virtuosity I become one of its prodigious creatures So dark, yet so calm The kiss of night is a blessing The fruits of earth are alive within A summit where good meets evil The stars are night’s treasures, the sky is their chest A wolf’s howl at a full moon is solemn, but a lively cry nonetheless A time of physical sleep but mental awakening The later it is the more peaceful it seems Midnight is an hour of new beginning, for it begins each new day I envy its power because it is the only thing able to set the sun Time is abrupt, for it does not allow night to last long I wish time could adopt me and forever sing me its song Written February 6th, 2002 © on Feb 06 2002 10:03 AM PST 18 • 0 • 13
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"Whisked away in its darkness and aroused by its presence..."