
The night slowly burns
Flame black in the sky
Looking in reflections
Searching for the light
Moonlight sparkles on raindrops
As they fall from the clouds
Each contains magic
If caught before they splash
Wind whips in empty streets
Night claims it all
Wet shadows lay waiting
The moon calls out
There in their midst
Is a spark
A hint of something
Unnatural
Fighting the night,
The rain and the moon
Do I fear the spark
Or long for it
I seek it
To become it
Or cease for it to exist