Over light beam playgrounds

 

The deep thick blue

of the twilight sky.

Rippled with duvet clouds,

to curl up inside,

whilst pillows swirl

over light beam

playgrounds

which the loving moon

so carefully provides.

 

The sweet embrace

of that night-time wonder.

The heavens above,

on which we ponder.

The place where dreams

will circle and fly.

The palatial bed

where rest down your head

and your eyes close tight.

Hoping to catch

some mystical flight

to otherworldly lands

that fill with delight.

 

The darkening tones,

not fearful, nor distressing

just resting.

Not paining or contesting,

but soothing and caressing.

Slowly undressing your mind.

The way the moon

highlights the trees,

the beautiful canopy.

A wisp of white,

freckled with green leaves.

 

The listless way

the light slowly plays.

Dancing its way

down darkened alleyways.

Across fields and houses,

up towers and mountains.

Glistening

in the flourishing display

of glittery water,

as the old fountain

sporadically sprays.

 

 

 

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