My friend...the Night

I hear the night call my name,
Whispering softly in my ear.
The tender touch-
of its nightly breeze.
It mesmerizes me,
It surrounds me.
Like a black quilt,
that's wrapped snuggly around me.
Night.
The only friend that truly understands
the feeling to feel
opposite of day
enemy of light,
The night gives me this strong sensation
a powerful feeling.
Night is my friend,
I love the night,
When the moon shines in full
And the stars wink at me
I hear my dear friend call my name
As he whispers softly in my ear…