Enchanted Blooms of the Midnight Garden

In the depths of night, where shadows dance,

There blooms a flower in a secret trance,

Its petals dark as a velvety sky,

But hold it close, and watch it fly.

This flower, one of mystery and grace,

Blooms only in the darkest place,

Its fragrance deep, its colors true,

A sight to behold, for only a few.

The Midnight Garden, where it resides,

Is where the enchanted flower hides,

Bathed in moonlight, it gleams and glows,

A secret beauty that only night knows.

So if you find yourself awake at midnight's hour,

Seek out the flower of mysterious power,

Embrace its magic, let it entwine,

And in its beauty, true wonder you'll find.