Little after midnight
27th of grand October
In the infinite darkness
Mr. Streetlight, you found me.

Though the road need not two lights
Two lampposts stand side by side
Unexpectedly, quite unbelievably
A slender heart was wrapped in warm, long scarf.

each day the sun is crowned
and err day She plays around
dashing in flashes sweet
till dusk comes and all is still

little She did nothing all day
except at dark when all is still
people think she must be extraordinary
full of flight and full of glee

but little She is tired and angry
for she did nothing but get away
leave a trail and cast spells
nothing to hold her but time and space

now come a time when billion years go by
and ages dawn upon the shivering sky