Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Night

Star-dusk phases over me.
Twilight surrenders me.
 I feel all but my soul leave angelically.
A residual imprint left by an open door.
Footprints dance along a wooden floor.
Beams flow down with an everlasting ray.
 'Twas a delightful moon lit way.
The stars have gleefully bewitched me to sleep.
As I am on my way to a blissful nights dream.

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