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I am well acquainted with the night

I thrive in its every fold as I dance

in the crisp moonlight

romance whispers to itself

so many promises put away

who but such a love felt

could know the sunny disposition

of a night owl's sweet sashay

I listen for love's wings

when silence pulls out her chair

and decides with me for a few

moments to stay

all beauty of self

is a love potion

that's unaware

of its power

on an indeterminate scale

the day is a conductor without his wand

that is why my lover the night

keeps me on his ship to sail

and never long lets me anchor my

intermittent

reasons to the dawn

for only with his dramatic darkness

do I seem to flourish and prevail

so with the tantalizing flecks

of morning's first streaks of light

I can willfully say yes indeed

I am well acquainted with the night..........

(Feb. 16, 2008 254am)