midnight

the night defines
my atmosphere, —
noises of the town
hums softly
thru my thoughts, —
the clock ticks slowly
your sonorous tremor
to moon's ecstasy, —
cos in a smooth vibe
of a destination is
the cyclic crazy love
among midnight and
goddess of the dawn


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