Love Poem: Oh the Nights
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Written by: Tim Smith

Oh the Nights

Oh the nights under opalescent stars where I once stood breathless at the hint of your scent drifting slowly across flower filled fields and honey dipped dreams where distant birds fluted perfect love songs to her mate Oh the nights reaching high up to the painted moon filled with deep orange and yellow hues dancing slowly to a soulful simple tune where hearts would dip and beats would skip in a ballroom made of lost balloons Be still now my heavenly glory night casting beauty on her clear silk pond where the pure white swan swims gracefully where wishes began and wishes will remain until a new tomorrow starts again