Nights Embrace

In this embrace of fog and night, dappled beauty softly shines. The heavens dance and brightly light, the darkness that descends divine. As fog creeps over the moon and stars, a fragrant breath of mystery. The night is veiled and yet we are filled with a sense of nearby history. A breathing canvass of chance and dreams, overlapping shadows of the past. A union of opposites it seems Our spirit, a moment that will last. A Shivered leaves surrender to the Air Shimmering, sparkling and alive. This beclouded fog, the depths of which we dare not stare Breathes life into our luckless drive.