#nyctophilia

Let the journey begin in astral travel

there is a shadow of the sun there are stars of the moon but I my have no one….✨

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You are the night;
The intimacy of the quietude, obscure.
You are the interplay
Between subtlest shadow,
And light,
Most docile; a hint of fingers, playing;
Interlacing under covers.
You are the moon’s pale
Bosom; a softness
Wherein the loudness of day
Fades to mute, interchanged
For a dream’s
Tintinnabular prelude.
Emollient
Is your touch,
Scarcely more than ethereal,
Yet substantial enough to lift
And cradle, as such
Delivering sensations of levitation.
Your kiss is not the light of dawn
But an endless stargazing. All existence
Fades in your presence,
Stripped
To its dormant unimportance.
And love, already considered
Your second nature,
Exposes itself as your baseline;
The foundation
Of a realm beyond
The imagination, or in any case articulation
Of scholars, and poets.

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24-4-2022, M.A. Tempels ©