You are the star o' Midnight
Bathing in your mid-dream
You are the cool tide
And the fast breeze
O' Midnight
You are the nights sneeze
Soft and sudden
Escalating from beneath
You are mine, dark and quite
Full of noise and light
Whiskey and flight
You are the high-tide
The vehicle of the purple hour
Within you lie dreams
Soaked in moans and screams
You are Midnight
The dark hour with
Violet fangs and claws
O' Midnight?
Where lie your creamy dreams?
The forgotten strange dreams?
We lack a dream!
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