Midnight
Minute after midnight she arrives in flight.
I was indeed startled and full of fright.
Did she come beyond the scheme of light.
Nearer to darkness is her clear delight,
I spoke first before she grew in height.
Growing more beautiful she then did invite.
Hearing her voice embody glorious might.
Tonight you join me; thou shall be my sprite.
written 11-15-2015
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