My midnight garden is filled
With perfect pirouettes;
Starstruck for sparkle and luck
Which are lining the lane
Of cobblestone victories
And violet cracks
And I wove dreams from shadows,
Wild and soft, like thunder and frost
And what seems like stars hang suspended
In truth, are wishes I was lended
And flowers spun from magic tended
In my midnight garden
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 9:11 PM UTC
My midnight garden is filled
With perfect pirouettes;
Starstruck for sparkle and luck
Which are lining the lane
Of cobblestone victories
And violet cracks
And I wove dreams from shadows,
Wild and soft, like thunder and frost
And what seems like stars hang suspended
In truth, are wishes I was lended
And flowers spun from magic tended
In my midnight garden
