Fascination With The Night (8/6/09) Poem by Melissa Leddy

Counting the stars, smelling the breeze
There's no other time that I'd rather be
Everything is different, it's all been transformed
This black mass around me now feels like the norm.

In the trees there are faces- now twisting with words
In the distance there's silence- gentle, but firm
A smell for each sensation if you care enough
Pain is non existent- even if the day was tough.

It's more of a question of when than of where
It's the Earth and all troubles tripped down to be bear
The inception of love and all that's forelourn
The time to be laughing, though in daytime we mourn