The Night

it seems I’m always awake
when the world is quiet
and the lonely has settled
like a fog around the stars

my eyes seek out solitude
looking for hidden grottos 
and abandon shores
to sit upon and ponder

why is the night so disdained
when in it, such beauty is revealed
celestial kaleidoscopes
placed for us to admire

I find the sand a welcome bed
and the waves a perfect lullaby
and in this lonely darkness
I’m embraced by my love, the night

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