Honey, as night looms over us, gifting us the moon,
I hope she songs her songs and balances over you.
Your beauty is incomparable, your smile is a star,
Your love is a treasure, your dreams running far.
Tonight you sleep, sleep of dreams so fair,
Dream wonderous things, love roaming the air.
A night you deserve, a peace of grander and gold,
And tomorrow it'll be your hand I hold.
A cuddle in the morning, another soon to come,
I can't wait to be with you, the nightmares are shunned.
You're special and grand, precious to behold,
Your dreams are for you, something precious to be told.
Sweet dreams, my love, stay safe and take care,
I'll see you tomorrow, blessed by the beauty you bear.
Goodnight, my dear, come to me for anything at all,
Sweet dreams again, it's my love heart you've called.
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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...
