Midnight Drawn

A breath of fresh air
Like a hand pulling mine forth
Across the cold glass

Scenario made
Separated into parts
Then falling like rain

Paint me a picture
Of where the cycle finds us 
As bucket from well

Draw me in midnight
Eyes hued evermore sharply
By contrast of night

Draw from me midnight
Like a garment never seen
Until it's removed

Draw me to midnight
The one where spaces between
Are all that remain

And they are scanty
Consider all ties untied
And tea fully steeped

I will kiss your face
As we have both seen before
When midnight is drawn 

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