Poetry Friday, I created two poems, one of which is called "In the Still of Tonight."
In the still of the night, where moments lie,
I drift off in though, steering into the deep blue sky.
It begins with a glance, a touch so light,
Like the first spark of day, or soft midst in the night.
Listen to the poem to hear the rest.
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