
There’s something about the night
Might be the glint of noiseless stars
Perhaps the calming glow of the moon
Serenading us in a silent lullaby
Parading leisurely across the sky
The night is where I imagine flying
All across the unknown darkness
Witnessing the first light of stars
Born under intense collapse
While some dim and fade away
The night is where we harvest our love
Planted and nourished during the days
To grow tall by the sun in our hearts
Then reap its nectar in a passionate kiss
There’s something about the night……
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