night thoughts

To be awake and sober in the day,
Is not absolute and right by the way.
I must rest and be drunk by noon,
For gladly to be awoken soon.
By night I see the full moon rise,
With stars blanketing the vast skies.
Tonight there's an everlasting thirst,
To write what comes to mind first.
Of heroes, battles, friends and love,
Nay, of thoughts that fits like a glove.
Inspiration is in the hands of the muse,
For there are bizarre thoughts to amuse.