Night is a creature
With deceptively smooth hands
And a husky voice.
Night is pine needles
On the silk loom, a shroud
That spills like liquid.
Night plays with you,
A battered ball of yarn unwound
At the foot of the staircase.
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| Night Night is a creature With deceptively smooth hands And a husky voice. Night is pine needles On the silk loom, a shroud That spills like liquid. Night plays with you, A battered ball of yarn unwound At the foot of the staircase. |
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