The Spirit of Night

Wrap yourself in stars
And cloak yourself in grayest mist
Weave dreams for me
That make the daylight vanish.
You are not fearful but dear to me.
Come to me
Over land and sea
Kiss me until I'm weary
Touch me with your wand of sleep
Blind me with your Darkness

I will nestle at your side
Until the dawn comes
and morning lays its light on trees.
I would ask of you a boon
Beloved Night
come soon
For dreams will come
When day has fled
And lingering like a well loved guest
A shadow waits for me ....

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