Night Vision

The moon, it whispers sparkling and bright,
There's a fascination with shadows at night,
The silver ripples from across the sea,
How they initiate the romance in me.
Landmarks are muted and mingle with grey,
Gone all traces of yesterday,
Tomorrow will arrive after a sleep.
Hours move slowly, at times they creep.
Clouds hang softly, no movement at all,
It's a wonder they don't weep or fall,
How they enhance the vision and mind,
Dreams become reality, it's love defined.
Nature is sweet, it allows us to rest,
Savour this period, it's yours by request,
Share it willingly, then go to sleep,
Whatever the memories, they're yours to keep.