Nightfall

The jet black hair of mother nature, set loose to tantalize

The average Joe’s star studded getaway

The only time, when lackadaisical is virtuous

The altar for the primal side to decivilize


The darkside of the yin yang, a day is

The accomplice to the daily lunar nepotism

The seductress to the lurking alter ego 

The potion for posterity to paranormal myth


The pasture that reaps dreams

The light at the end of the tunnel, day is

The enigmatic inebriation that is eternal

to the wanderlust who is nocturnal 

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