the devil'd night...

there was the devil’d night that swooped by,
in waves that stretches the arms of time,
a single rose lay gently down,
on dews and hues of the eternal glow,
the sly wind passed howling by,
stars stopped to listen the lullaby,
came and sat was dogged gone willow,
strangely it seems like a wondrous pillow,
to the south i see the naked lines,
of the looming horizon beyond the pines,
so the devil’d night which plateaued high,
now it bows to the heavens with a humble sigh…