Silver Dreams
Silver lace spun cross the sky
Pierced by Luna's blazing eye
Moonlit walk takes me away
Down quaint lanes of autumn gray
Cooling winds of season's end
Follow like a long lost friend
Till their fury sets me free
Neath this glowing tapestry
On to silver dreams, in flight
Borne by soaring wings of night.
poem by Night Flyer
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