, ,

With bold frivolity
you tease the windows
of this room.

You shimmer magic
on my quiet sill
but morning comes

and you hide yourself away.
King of night skies,
you are noted for shenanigan.

Neither symbolist nor mystic,
a Puckish trickster
you agile juggler,

You fill my dreams with lore.
My window waits each night
for your encore.