On a night like this night
I reach for the deep decadence of stirring inside
And hear the low thrum, even hum oh the background world
Falls into sync with the deep sound of still silence
The hym sighed at the cooling earth to
Soothe the soil of the day
Growing and growing away
Together the him and sigh take a slow sashay
Curling through the empty streets on a midnights foray
The cat, the owl, both wide eyed yet calm and safe
This their moment of all the hours of the day
Under this blanket of moon ray's
On a night such as this I wonder if the candlelight is the star
Or is it the darkness embracing its glow
Right it just flows and flows
Black velvet breeze light as a featherblows
This night inspires in a whisper a dream coming true
On the verge of a memory or a thought that is new
Ushered in on and through
Feels sumptuous in the soul of me
These morsels are mine
On a night like this night.
Pomarie
Stirring inside! ! Into another realm. On a night like this! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Black velvet breeze sounds like fog to me. Thank you Dawn