The Magic Hour
A serene night
Where beasts unite
Below the moonlight
Which is milky white
In plain sight.
The pixies dance
While elves prance
To a soft cadence
Pulling you in a trance
Just by a glance.
O little mortal; Beware
Of the chilling mystic air
Veiling the devil's lair
In the form of a funfair
Biding to burn all in the moon's flare.
The above poem is my work when I interned as a contributing writer for "The Celestial Confetti".
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