The Night's Embrace

A group of two take a walk in the darkness,

While the sky of night burns on coldly,

The moon's silver light shoots through the misty clouds,

Granting light unto the path that lies ahead,

As they walk, they draw closer, emotions blooming,

Not all flowers bud in warm soil of sun,

Cold darkness is just as comforting,

If not better with the warm bosom of another,

It is the darkness that pulls them together,

Forever melding hearts, walking in the night.