The sun starts to sink like a stone in the sea

I think I am sinking while drinking with glee

Deeper and steeper I slide into night

Where shadows play music and dance with delight

I greet the green gremlin who taxes the trolls

I give him my hand and we go for a stroll

We walk through a forest of florescent ferns

And arrive at a ball where the fairies take turns

They bow and they curtsy with elegant grace

The couples each shine like a speckle in space

The swirling and twirling of joyful romance

The night starts to glow with their delicate dance

~j.d.schofield