Walking out in a winter cold night
Passing the streets, cemetary, and to the park
The night felt right
Buy some time to think
that place was a good start
The cold was bitter, but inviting
Sitting amongst the trees in this lonely place
This pass time had been enticing
Nature has its way of helping with clarity
From the nothings to the significance
Nature helped with organizing and serenity
Thoughts had flourished
The mind kept wondering
Finally stopped to take a look around
And admire the surrounding
Alone at last
Give a sigh
A place not bothered by anyone
For the most part, nor I
Wait! There were footsteps in the distance
Quite an interruption
Distraught from the disturbance
Perhaps a passerby
Eyes fell to the ground
Listen to the sound
Give another sigh
There was no one around
Alone at last
The footsteps had passed
Finally, no sound of foreign
Not wanting to hear them again
Thoughts drifted into fantasy
Dream of joy, peace, and ecstasy
A face unfamiliar
Appears in the mind's eye
A magnificent visage
Did imagination apply?
Such an impressive mirage
Look to the night sky
Taken back by the stars and the obsidian beauty
Get the mind off of the lie
Admire the bright moon
It wouldn't be long
Must depart soon
Stand up and walk the path of the trees
Explored many gardcns and botanicals
No beauty compared to these
They held their own spectacle
Footsteps followed along the path
Startled, momentum ceased to a halt
A stalker? A lunatic seeking wrath?
Whatever the case, was not ones fault
Gained the courage
To turn around
Annoyed and enraged
Nothing in sight
Not even a sound
It was dangerous at night
Common hooligans ran about
There was nothing in sight
To give a fright
Spared the time to get out
Continued on the way
When a disturbance filled the air
Curiosity lead one to stay
Turned around and....
'He' was there
Shocked by 'the face' in plain sight
What manner of trickery?
The odds on this very night
The same face that projected in the mind
Stood tall and ten feet away
Not a single word that one could find
To beckon the stranger to go away
Momentarily lost in the eyes of the stranger
Stunned by this man's feature
Entranced without thought of danger
In awe of this creature
There was no man this desirable in this land
An idea or realization conquered the senses
This was no ordinary man
A feeling of excitement and panic for an instance
An overwhelming anxiety took over
As much as one wanted to stay with the stranger
A voice in the mind begged to go
'He did not move as one commenced to walk
It was peculiar that he did not mutter a sound
Nor bothered to talk
Fear ceased and an awkward wanting
For this man to stalk
Turned from a yard away
Mysteriously the man disappeared
Ghost, angel, devil, or some other cosmic being
How one desired him to reappear
Who was the man with extraordinary eyes
The one with starlite hair down to his chest
The one who can entice and hypnotize
Cease time and mystify the rest
Home was sanctuary
Alone, away from society
Down by the cemetary
Relief to be back in the castle
And ponder over the incident
Without the public hassle
How one desired to know that man
A strange visitor in the outskirts
Of this wasteland
A sip of chardonnay
Will subside the intensity
And melt the worries away
Look out the window
And what does one see
The strange man
Standing by the oak tree
Down there... staring up at the window!
Staring into one's eyes
Alarmed and almost bashful
For one's true feelings
Could not hide
Finish the chardonnay
Head down the stairs to the door
What this stranger wanted
Not quite sure
Felicity ; one can offer copious
For this alluring creature
One would be very generous
If he were dangerous
There was no safety
And not another soul about
There was one way to investigate
Just open the door
And find out
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