Love of the Night
Posted by Erin Mansfield
I love the nights with gentle rain
Or a cool breeze that gently sways
Skies clear to gracious stars above
Or darkened by a blanket of clouds
While days do shine in their grandeur
A mystical thread weaves it's mysteries
Within the hidden folds of the night
In solitude one imagines more
Than can be lived in any lifetime
In groups we grow together more
With friendly songs and a warm fire
As couples remind themselves
Of a love that carries their dreams
Wherever they may find themselves.
Or a cool breeze that gently sways
Skies clear to gracious stars above
Or darkened by a blanket of clouds
While days do shine in their grandeur
A mystical thread weaves it's mysteries
Within the hidden folds of the night
In solitude one imagines more
Than can be lived in any lifetime
In groups we grow together more
With friendly songs and a warm fire
As couples remind themselves
Of a love that carries their dreams
Wherever they may find themselves.
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