"In the folds of midnight’s dark caress"

 

In the folds of midnight’s dark caress
I will be with you,
savoring the night breeze.
When I hold you,
I hold my most precious prize —
you who love me, give me pause
as I step towards
 the labyrinth
         of sleep.

 

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