Sunday, 3 May 2015

A Gentle Night

A gentle night
In which to sit
And read by the fire
For in this night
The written word
Holds all my desire
To lose myself
In worlds away
From this one that I know
Adventure awaits
In these pages
Lit by gentle glow
So for this brief time
I'll steal away
Hidden from all around
Buried deep
Within my book
Making not a sound

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