Into The Night
With the luster of a velvet moon
Along the summits of mountains
Heaven opens over lakes and groves
In the quiet shade of the valley below
There along the path she is found
A motion of loveliness, her heart serene
She walks with pleasure and pure delight
With a perfume laden breeze
Among the trees, where flowers grow
Amidst the songs of birds, she pauses
Her love appears, courageous in her eyes
Her heart rushing against her breast
With trembling knees, she cannot sustain
Spirited by his gaze to him she goes
Into the night all pleasure found
With him she will remain
By: Donn Hoffmann
Originally appeared in Passages: Secrets of the Heart by Donn Anthony Hoffmann
Story Tags: Donn Hoffmann || Into the Night || poem || poetry
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