Night Flower
Night flower oh night flower
What fragrance you now give
All the darkness in coming hour
Where shadows of longings live
And dreams are in their dim
Flowing so carelessly here thru
Full of darkness whimsy whim
With every new flow to renew
Night flower in your dim mood
Where love is making its wing
And passion is the hours elude
As its conduit to frontiers sing
Of passion in its ardor making
Like leaves in its wind caress
So much tender of feeling making
In creation of its love fearless
Night flower in dreams beyond
Here shades of the night and flow
Where only its fruits are found
Those give of a gleam its glow
And the moon is its fallen angel
Thru the fairies of dream’s flight
All the wonderful and devotional
That makes such a passion alright
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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