Late night escapades are best had with a friend, When everyone is tired and truthful, Honest and looking for someone to love. Nocturnal minds are perhaps the most insane and exciting. Drunk on darkness we frolic In the shadowy playgrounds of dusk and deep night. Daytime is a bore for those who know the glories Of lunar incantations and kissing in the dark, Late night walks and conversations That make you smile when you go to bed. Oh, come again great shade; Ensnare us in spider silk, your shadowy euphoria, Move us to nostalgia and feelings of endlessness. Tease us with whispered confessions of love, And I promise we will give chase till the very last hour, Till the light of morning is the last we see.