Night beckons me to linger
in her lovely solitude.
She lures me with her ebony eyes
and soundless movements.
Alone, and blessedly un-obliged,
I revel in her midnight beauty.
Morning comes too quickly,
mocking my foolish weakness
and weary eyes.
Sensibility demands I rest my aching body.
I vow I will. Soon.
When night falls,
I know I shall succumb again to her eternal charm
I shall sacrifice
a thousand years of sleep
and the rich tangle of dreams such sleep owns
Oh sweet Night,
Will just but let me linger
a little longer,
just ever so much longerIn the blackness of your splendor