Tuesday, 6 January 2015

The Night

A vast canvas of dotted dreams,
From far above when it gleams,
something within me shines out bright,
Oh! how much I love the night.
An ever relaxing sigh,
A naturally intoxicating high
It falls on me and grips me tight,
Yes, I love the night
Encompassing within, the vastness and the depth of the sea,
bringing out the very best in me,
you bring back all that was out of sight,
Why shouldn't I say, I love the night

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