The night is here
Moon in place
Beauty in my sight
Borne in my gaze
Bright galaxies thereof
Forms a parade
Like a pearl, the moon hung
Seated a king in space
So much beauty
Seas calm in amaze
Suffice the day
Be dwarfed before the night
Save the thought of it
Holding your face
The night is a dream
From which i'd awake
And again be united
In your warm embrace
Hastily to its whims
I retreat
Expectant of a day in wait
Whilst hoping with the sun
Your face will come
Gently crawling upon
My window pane.
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