When darkness kisses the sky,
Then the magic begins,
Stars dance on their ebon stage,
Soft, emerald velvety grass lies underfoot ,
A translucent moon sails on,
Fire's smoke is a wild, steamy perfume,
Insects chirp their serene songs of nature,
Trees hold the sacred peace in their long, outstretched arms,
And the hours of fantasy go by. . . ,
Now silver begins to streak the velvety black sky,
And the magic is slowly ebbed from the world,
Then morning embraces the universe
Then the magic begins,
Stars dance on their ebon stage,
Soft, emerald velvety grass lies underfoot ,
A translucent moon sails on,
Fire's smoke is a wild, steamy perfume,
Insects chirp their serene songs of nature,
Trees hold the sacred peace in their long, outstretched arms,
And the hours of fantasy go by. . . ,
Now silver begins to streak the velvety black sky,
And the magic is slowly ebbed from the world,
Then morning embraces the universe
SonOfApollo
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