Night
The night calls to me
With the ease of an old friend
Its call a gentle breeze,
A knowing song that fills me
With a peace that knows no end
Her caress is like the night
Her embrace, the song
She holds me near
She holds me close
She whispers in my ear
The night calls to me
My very dear old friend
She sings a song for me
That fills me with a peace
That has no end
Inolas Sept 10 2004
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