Let us see midnight
Let it stare us in the soul
And let us stare back to meet its baffling gaze.

Ah, the surrender
Of all dreams, of all thoughts;
For just that moment
For just that midnight.

That invisible stroke
Of luck of love of greed of hate
Of lingering emotions and time and taste.

Those sweet seconds drop like wine
Falling, staining, beautifully so
And I turn my head
Away from midnight’s gaze.

 
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