Beneath the tapestry of midnight's cloak, Whispers echo, dreams provoke.

Stars, like diamonds, adorn the

night, Guiding seekers with their soft light.
A river's song, a gentle flow, Carries tales of places we may never know. Moonbeams paint a silver trail,
On the canvas of the night, a celestial tale.
In the heart of the forest, shadows play, Nature's secrets in the moonlight lay. Leaves rustle with a
mysterious sound, As nocturnal creatures dance around.
City lights shimmer, a distant sea, Reflecting dreams of what could be. Silhouettes of buildings touch the
sky, A skyline painted with hopes up high.
The poet's pen, a magic wand, Weaves verses like grains of sand. Emotions penned, a delicate art, A
symphony composed from the soul's heart.
So let this poem linger, like a fleeting kiss, A moment suspended in poetic bliss. In the dance of words,
find your sway, For poetry lives in the verses we say.
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