Ode to Midnight
you love all
so cold and mysterious
so ambiguous to all
who know
some do not know you
others know you too well
you are ethreal
the threshold between
the past and the future
yesterday and today
reminiscing memories and
new beginnings
you have no voice
you have no face
you go unannounced
hugged in darkness
yet so familiar
so comforting
your grasp is gentle
a simple reminder
vessel for deep thought
shedding a tear
exchange of warmth
loneliness in silence
relief in knowing
holding onto
cracks in the ceiling
street lamps flicker
you are everything.
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