Night falls heavy on them
they sleep unaware
surrounded by onerous dreams
perhaps they have a story to sharedrifting into the morn
the first ray sneaks through
inundating
with new prospects
they speak mutely
a language of secrecy
words etched in memory
then come to life
contemplating the world
they seek a candid soul
to trust
with a blink
they hold a million mirrors
reflections of her soul
tempting you to look deep
and when u do
you are overcome with the desire
to find out more
night falls again
they enshroud
to make more dreams
and whisk her away
