The night beckons me
Drawing me out into its cool arms that wrap around me
Encasing me in its protective bubble,
The soft chirp of cicadas and crickets let their music swirl around the air.
I step into the crisp air and look up at the moon.
The moon's soft light scattered across the world
Making everything mysterious
There's no longer the sound of cars whizzing by
The entire world is asleep
So I have the place to myself.
The nighttime is my time
My time to be free
As the sun sets it takes my mask with it
But as it rises it paints it back on
As the night fades away.