The music is serene
I can't believe I'm laying here
In the moon's basking glow
In a room of darkness for sheer.
The piano plays along
As a bay window brings in the light
From Selene's guiding moon
In Nyx's daunting night.
They give me cover
In the darkness there is a level of calm
Due to their protection
There's a light in my sight, in my palm.
The shadow on my floor
Shows the window crease
As my cats play in the moon's shadow
Leaving me adorn with peace.
Nyx's protection covers me
A blanket so soft and so serene
The moon's light guides me
In a night built of Selene.
The music plays softly
I can't believe I'm laying here.
The peace is soft-spoken
And the comfort is near.
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12 AM Thoughts || Original Midnight Poetry
PoetryDo you ever smile at 12 AM, staring at the moon, Watching as stars glisten by, Coloring the darkness Only for the sun to take them away too soon? Wonders so full of amusement at the night sky, Smiling at 12 AM With an imagination And hearts full of...
