Night,
Who bids their evil?
All you do is lay your black velvet blanket over the sun.
You invite surreal illuminations;
the moon and the stars that shine brightly.

Night,
Who labelled you ominous?
All you do is hide man's face
just that you do it for both the good and the bad.

Night,
There were times that I felt vulnerable
weak and naked in the face of this world
but thanks to your black blanket,
I felt covered and safe.

Night,
all I want to say to you is "thank you"
for the times I needed to cry that you were my shield,
for the times I needed escape that you were my oasis.

Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.