In the blatantly flaunting
Charcoal abyss
Where loneliness thrives
In inconsolable bliss

In the dark and dank cattle farm
Where light itself is shorn
Nightmares silently shadow sleep
Till, tremulously, it is torn.

In the disarmingly soft
Velvet jewel case
With a million glittering gems
In it’s empty embrace

In the beautiful, fearful sleepless night
And glowing light of the moon
Dawn wraps around the world in an instant
And dispels the magic far, far too soon.