Midnight Hour
Long since the veil of Nyx
Was drawn across the vestiges of day
When what is, became what was
Cloaking indiscretions past
The solemn hours steal memories
Intrude upon form and fantasy
Soften and shape the world
Hiding the worst neath silence
Time is the only constant
A lone companion
Sharing the darkness
Savoring our rendezvous
We wait, absent of emotion
Marking the death of yesterday
Playing out before us
With waning breath
We do not mourn the loss
Simply observe the departure
Watching the night slip away
Here in the midnight hour
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