An evening
no one can see
for the stars
gather more attention.
a blackness
no one feels
for the night light
shelters our dreams
the granite of midnight is robbed
why?
give darkness some tea
and a blanket
kiss it goodnight
and
wish it sweet dreams
for the dark
needs love, too.
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A lonesome dark
PoetryDedicated to that which never fails to be there for me when I'm in my most fragile, critical state at 3 o'clock in the morning- darkness.