.
Oh, Night…
Obscure refuge
For the haunted
Minds.
I crave you
From dawn to dusk,
Relentlessly.
Wrapped in your
Black velvet robe,
I free my
Most precious thoughts,
Bright fireflies
Discreet shooting stars…
Because only
In your hands
Does light find
Its true meaning…
Cyranny's Cove 
Beautiful poem
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Thank you 🙂 Glad this spoke to you, TanvirKaur!
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Sadje 🙂 xx
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You’re welcome my friend
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You are back❤️
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This pandemic is a real marathon… I am still fighting to keep my head above water, Cheryl 🙂 Thank you for not giving up on me…. Love you ❤
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Haunting and evocative. In a very positive way
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Thank you!! 😉 xx
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very nice! ❤
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Thank you, Carol Anne 🙂
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