This Night and IA Poem by Wondering about Wondersme and my lover nightThis night and I, we are so similar, So lonely and forgotten Our only lovers are each other And we feed each other as well Night comes and sees me once a day She comes every day, she is so faithful Sometimes I stay with her sometimes I don’t But at the end of the day, she’s always here She’s my source of inspiration, the mother of my Child called Creativity She waters my flowers of imagination, and harvests my mind for daylight She tries her best, she does So tonight, I thank her-the night- for being there for me For understanding me and feeding me intellect A true goddess she is She is my Good Night
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Added on January 15, 2013 Last Updated on January 15, 2013 Tags: night poetry poet imagination mi Author
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