There's a whisper to the night as the day begins to ween.
A new freshness falls upon the earth that's always felt but rarely seen.
In the night there is a busyiness but its a different side of life.
It rings with pride and accomplishment having overcome its strife.
Married to the day it's anxious for its chance,
to shine with brilliant gifted light that comes from their romance.
Delicate and intimate the two fade into one
never overpowering for with dominance there's none.
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