Oh fantasy-land of shining stars

of romance, lovers whispering through shuttered eaves

The Night runs across the jailhouse bars

signalling the beginning of the good Sun's leave

Time of freedom, time of treachery

knights of Arthur wreaking havoc on the town,

only to put down swords, come morning,

and claim, 'twas all but mischievous rambling,

Nothing lost and Nothing found,

but for the hearts and minds of those

Who move as do the cows and bulls,

Who are not knights, but for the Night,
and yet give it all their Glory.

Originally "Poem for Night", this was written as part of a school assignment to write poems inspired by William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet.