The Night Keeps Watch Within Our Shadows
Upon the moment of hesitation she inspects her hair,
She takes in the sunlight that beam from her eyes
As she swoons in honour of her reflection.
She’s lost in adoration, resisting the motion to rise.
We must choose our path before dawn rises from her sleep
This is no time for waiting, for the night keeps watch within our shadows
poem by David Lacey
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