Midnight

We, in the heart of midnight, connected, Charged by electronic parables spun Through cables and channels of fragile fibre, Close-knit and ambitious to be as one. The amethyst drape of coffee shadows, Heliotrope hands of praying faith Gathered me in and held me close, An avid, emotional, passionate wraith. Devoted, bedazzled I anticipated Words that hypnotically burn and entrance, Wings of a dove in the lavender sky, Soft falling rain from clouds of romance. I, in the heart of midnight, concluded Placid in peaceful superlative schemes, My love is the saviour of hope and salvation, Guardian of idylls, the keeper of dreams.