These nights are brighter like butterflies
Never are they cool, nor quite either.
They go tapping and beating
in hearts and thoughts alike.
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Hai 'Night'poems has always interested me, William Blake's being my favorite. Loved your poem Thanks for sharing Maria
'I see me move and stay, fade and falter, sink and surface like an airborne feather. And I am but a night of this season'. beautiful eloquent images in these lines JP...good poem...i liked...10