LOVER OF NIGHT
LOVER OF NIGHT
The coming twilight relieves senses
Sight, no longer burdened by harshness
Delves within shadows reveling in earth
And things defined by grays thousandth shade
Manifest their true glory
Scents passed over by sun come lively
Rich bark, sweet grass, crisp water
Mingle and delight in olfactory's chamber
As it explores the color of spores
Darkness makes light seem deaf
As radar like instincts take life
Hearing not only the roar of the brooke
But raindrop caused ripples as well
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