In praise of a sleepless night

Heaven with it’s grand display
Encircles the earth
And each hour changes
To delight those
Who wish to replenish themselves
With the fruits of the night
Each hour has its special savor
Each its special ripeness
For lovers who lie awake together
Awe-struck at themselves embracing
And embraced by the wondrous night.

Ruth Walker

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