Twas night and dark, darker than most nights
And something was wrapping at my hearts door.
I open my door but nothing is there so I close it again.
An orchestra of crickets and frogs play the Moonlight Sonata
As I drift away from myself I hear the wrapping again
I open my door but nothing is there so I close it again.
I fall back into unison with my personal orchestra
And feel as if someone is there listening with me
I open my eyes to a lost paradise which is seen only in my dreams
And the soft wrapping at my hearts door resumes
I slowly open the door as a brilliant light creeps in
The door cannot stop this beautiful light, a cotton candy colored rainbow bursts in
My heart is flooded with a new feeling that is pure, replenishing my heart
From fears and pains past that with this moment drain away as I remain to stay
She brushes my shoulder with that intent gesture
A soft kiss memory like the orchestras melody.
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