Day For Night

You were creating the show When moonlight poured through window On your hands it painted tattooed designs That danced as your fingers drew out the lines. Your mind was singing the night’s tune Time didn’t matter you were immune You just saw ink glowing in moonlight Strings of script surfacing on your sight. You held onto that almost spectral image Fast filling up diminishing the page For you only knew this glorious whim Could melt any moment in the day’s gleam. Thus you write cocooned in the created mists Swimming in the eddies of turns and twists On a night that’s not there on no one’s sight Blinded as they are in the blazing daylight.