Milkshakes at Midnight

Lock slowly turned, then door shut tight

No knocks to my mendacious light

Adventure sought was not inside

But beckoned where the road reside

How silent, tranquil, was the night

While waiting for that fated sight

Her company drew me from home

Our word was heard by us alone

Delectable dessert, so sweet

Was simply snack, her voice the treat

If sleep be death, and dawn be birth

Then she and I were all of Earth.