Lonely night hours
seem revisited
By fearless
enchantments from moon praisers.
No friends but
thoughts I have inquisited,
I ponder deeply these
sleep invaders.
My whatfors of
cricket’s intricate song,
Endlessly captivated
while I long.
Captivation in one
breath leads deep sighs.
Merry love songs of
nature start to fade.
Adventurous dreams
are now in my eyes,
Insured lonely if
crickets had not played.
My thanks for the
company of a tone.
They’ve left me
believing I’m not alone.
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