Brain Stew || Poetry Collection

Night

Lonely is the Night in the Morning's wake.
Don't worry, Night.
I am here with you.
Always.
Though the World hides from you,
I will not flee.
The Shadows follow the Morning,
But I will follow you.
Your Moon's soft glow.
Your Wind's cold embrace.
Your beauty is unparalleled.
Your kindness, unmatched.
If it is company you seek,
I will stay up for you.