A Dark Perspective
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Turns the cold heart sweet,
While blackened skies and misty eyes
Flash headlights in the street.
The dark can lend you romance,
A borrowed jacket when it's cold,
Heart skips a beat, lie chest to cheek,
Into his arms enfold.
Light reflecting off the moon,
Like torch through paper thin,
Lashes blink as glasses clink,
A fire burns within.
A subtle glance and rosy face
From whispers softly sung,
Candle light in the black of night
A billion stars among.
Colours light the canvas sky
That can't be seen in day,
A firework show sets you aglow
And takes your breath away.
Elsewhere shadowed faces lurk
And slash at all four tyres.
Your vision fades and rain cascades,
Against you they conspire.
Darkness covers up the sins
And hides the guilty face,
The drunk that crashed, the girl abashed
The star that meets disgrace.
The laughter's all but silenced
And we fear what can't be seen,
The love is lost and then's the cost
Macabre terrors that we dream.
The night can be deceptive,
A silent witness to events,
A tragedy, or kiss (or three)
Is what the world resents.
It's a matter of perspective
If the dark is friend or foe,
The day transcends, it all depends
On the darkness that you know.
And we fear what can't be seen,
The love is lost and then's the cost
Macabre terrors that we dream.
The night can be deceptive,
A silent witness to events,
A tragedy, or kiss (or three)
Is what the world resents.
It's a matter of perspective
If the dark is friend or foe,
The day transcends, it all depends
On the darkness that you know.
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