Enchanting
is the night
as I gaze
into the illuminating moonlight

Sweet
is the air
from the floral scent
of the Lavender

My mind’s baffled
a moment it grappled
from the backdrop
of surreal images especially atop

In darkness
there’s a pulsating stillness
continuously droning
at the core of my being

These I savor
all in my favor
with my fat cat
by the gazebo I sat

Featured image: by Kaleb Dortono at Unsplash

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