Of the Night
I love the Stillness
of the night
the ticking clocks
and creeking walls
the warmth that eminates from the floors.
There is great promise in the night
of artists dreams
and poets song
of lovers hopes
of the dawn
Still, with each ray of sunlight
that comes crashing through my window
I dream of night.
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