It's twilight out, the day is done,
A cooling breeze arrives.
A stark contrast to the burning sun,
Time for all nocturnal lives.
Sweet, caressing, gentle, night,
Engulf me in your deep embrace.
While I wait for the full moon's pallid light,
To lovingly caress my face.
3/12/11 Alton Texas
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