In The After Midnight Hour

In the after midnight hour
Where changes do occur
Where darkness has its power
Where skins returns to fur

The beast comes back to life
And the eyes begin to slow
Dark shadows there arrive
And flickering lights will go

In the after midnight hour
Where time stood almost still
Secretive opens its flower
And keeps your dreams until

The dawn with light is here
Last glimpse from tired moon
The taste of night and flare
Is forgotten and turns to ruin

Flames from flickering candles
The shadows grows wider more
Until daylight again handles
The opening of a trackless door

Into the morning of a new day
Where colors grow and clear
Shadows that couldn't stay
Are no longer with me near
 

Copyright © 1999 by Peter S. Quinn
 

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