Dancing with the Dark
at the peak of night,
Tucked away from the light.
Little ones are told to fright.
Once the clock strikes twelve, night creatures
footsteps stumble off the bunk bed.
Sneaky little one, frozen at the sight darkness.
"I'm not even scared."
Said you could hang with us, "I'm big
winds cast dim light shadows
Fear hovers the mists, you can feel the howls.
You stayed up too late.
Little too curious of your fate.
whispers in your ear,
You hang from its hands with crave.
The nights wonders tingle your imagination
The mischief of the dark are a fascination.
illusions give you the thrill.
The whispers of the dark bring a lofty chill.
Warning in red but you desire.
Playing with fire is what inspire.
taste danger with an appetite.
The hunger for freedom, to fly without wings.
To dance with merry in the wee hours.
Breaking rules, like being barefooted in the
listen now little ones.
Don't go playing once dark comes.
The forbidden apple, you ponder the taste.
But no such things exist when you stay up