Sparks

As night arrived sparks slowly began to take flight.
Along with these sparks were the young night birds
who felt the warmth in the air 
and the light of the sparks took them to places
they had seen a million times already and yet it felt different. 

Young and bold these night birds drenched themselves
in their fantasy of the bright lights of the streets they took flight in. 

Every moment spent chirping and fluttering 
around the pools of magic they never felt so light yet so full .
The dials of the clocks went unnoticed and it's never stopped ticking.
A new day began in the dark and the night never ended .

Dazed in this emotion filled ride they never knew
when their eyes closed and when the night ended. 
Magic in imaginations abruptly ended and slowly the sparks faded.