Wrapped in dreams or so it seems
as midnight skin comes calling
Fade to black as thoughts react
that storied past enthralling
Shortened days as moments grayed
our days are short in casting
parts we've played to hearts dismayed
conveyed by time outlasting
Bleached by sun as seconds run
sanded hourglass unending
thoughts remind as sands of time
are ours just for the lending
Perhaps persuade our serenade
beyond the glass and shifting
the sky goes blue a lighter hue
and clouds they go a lifting
Starry night wraps dreams so tight
again comes midnight calling
fade to black as thoughts react
while sands at hand are falling
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