After Dark, when shadows dance,
Silent whispers, a moonlit trance.
Stars emerge, a cosmic spark,
Nature's secrets, after dark.
The moon ascends, a silver queen,
Casting spells on the nocturnal scene.
Owls hoot, mysterious and stark,
Enchantment lingers, after dark.
A symphony of crickets hums,
In the velvet night, their chorus strums.
Fireflies weave a glowing arc,
Illuminating, after dark.
The city sleeps, in dreams profound,
Skyscrapers silent, a hushed playground.
Neon lights in a distant park,
Painting visions, after dark.
In the heart's quiet chamber, thoughts take flight,
A canvas of dreams, painted in the night.
Whispers of love leave a lasting mark,
Romance blooming, after dark.
Shadows lengthen, time suspended,
Reality and fantasy, beautifully blended.
Mysteries unfold like a question mark,
In the realm of possibilities, after dark.
The night unfolds its velvet cape,
A timeless beauty, an endless tape.
Where wishes soar, like a skylark,
Unveiling wonders, after dark.
So let the night unfold its tale,
A tapestry woven, a celestial trail.
In the realm of dreams, embark,
Discover the magic, after dark.
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Thanks Adam_child.
- inkweaver
- 2023/11/16 (Thu) 23:24:27