The Magical Night (Poetry)

This night’s so perfect
I wish it would stay
not heed time and tide
and trickle away
surrender to day

So friendly the stars
the moon seems a pet
there’s magic abroad
each kiss a sweet debt
owed since our lips met

Soft breezes caress
the lilacs in bloom
we walk through a cloud
of heady perfume
the dark’s a warm room

As nimble as mice
the minutes whisk by
too soon a thin crack
appears in the sky
Dawn edges in sly

I want it to last
forever postpone
our parting and keep
what’s only on loan ...
Night’s rapture has flown