Shades of night
Gradually filter away
The day’s tragedy

Her weary heart
Nestled softly
Within his arms

Soft caress as
Time’s gentle ticks
Turn into lullabies

Thoughts become still
Falling beneath love’s
Blanket

His kiss unlocks
Serenity’s door
Granting her dreams

Beneath cosmic lights
He whispers
“Good night”

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