The elements leave me undisturbed
As I slowly rock back and forth,
Watching the moon sink behind a silver veil
Of fog, mist, whatever it is.
I am a faithful sentinel of the summer night.
All torches ready to be lit,
All horns ready to be blown,
To announce your early morning arrival.
Or will you slip in on another night,
One where wind wraps 'round our waists,
One where torn fences bring no fear.
All gates lowering down,
All time a festering light.
No clocks but us, my dear.
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