Black Night

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Black night
shrouds my sight,
stills to silence
my failing breath.

Do you recall how,
by fierce day consumed,
passion’s eye conveys
love’s light
deep into our beating hearts?

Glance up!

Oh, stretch back your neck,
raise
your sleepy eyes
and see how the tree,
thrusting to sky dark branches,
dons the starry cloak
of night.

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