Romancing The Night Poem by Nell Sheridan

Romancing the Night.
There's blushing blooms of sincerity, withintricate complexity, the chaotic order is arranged,
The dying rays are resting,contentiously grasping, to shadows prior to becoming estranged,
Tangerine clouds a garnish, on the sinking horizon, a tribute to the daylightstimely demise,
The birds are ruffling, whilst butterflies they slumber,to the moonlightnature obedientlycomplies,

Where will I be?when you look for me? ,
Romancing the evening,embraced bymoonbeams,for the whole world to see,
The moonlight is dancing, my solitary heart,barefoot and lost utterly carefree,
In love with the evening, no comparisons exist,with the night I completely confide,
Look to the night, find me somewhere lost, dancing enigmaticallyupon a moonlighttide.

The sky is now light, stars carefullypeeking through, the saxophone plays rhythmically behind,
The wine is sweeter, than I ever remember, yet the evening is sweeter in my fanciful mind,
The musky perfume, damp flowers scenting the air,in love with the night as it's all that remains,
Cool and carefree, sipping slowly the wine, enthralled with the moment and all it contains,

Where will I be?when you look for me? ,
Romancing the evening,dancing for no one,whilst laughing with all ofthe stars,
Moonlight shadows, somehowesentuate things, nopromises made no prison bars
In love with the evening, allowing me freedoms,no human could ever begin to understand,
Look to the night, find me lost in freedom, escaping the realities sipping my contraband.

The night calls to me, for I am all that remains, I am all that still stands as one,
I am strongly constant, despite being the last, yes I said the last and only one,
Look deep into the night, there I shall remain,lost within the momentary respite,
Look to the night, for those needed answers, forever I'll be romancing the night.
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