Night time

Sliding silently,

sleekly black,

night rolls out

like liquid lava.

A moving, molten mass

to envelop me

in its hot embrace.

Tonight may be the night

of twisting terrors

but tomorrow, 

if I am lucky, 

this velvet ribbon

will dazzle me with dreams

and streams of light

and I will sleep.

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