Haunting Nights By Garden Scents
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Haunting nights
by
garden scents
to
the brimming eyes
looking to
a cusp of stars
that all white
burn and shine bright
haloes
that on land and sea
restless sea
come and go
haunted trees
by satyrs, fauns
and no less
the scarce-clad nymphs
and
no less the sounds of night
in the silence deep and loud
Snores at times sovereign night
laughs and chuckles
the sweet Dawn
then arising her from reclining
in full beauty
hies to Earth.
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