When stillness of the night
Is infused with the silver light
You hold on to a golden crucible
When the night’s dew
Aged to perfection by nature
Blends perfectly in the concoction
A feeling of euphoria
As you hold on to the perfect moment
Drinking the unusual harmony
Leaving you lightheaded
With a caress of the cold breeze
And you do away with sobriety
To take hold of the night’s beauty
Becoming one with the night
As the darkness drapes you
With the intoxicated air
For you to inhale the aroma
Of sheer delight