(Unwittingly inspired by @Miracles4Ring14)
at night
when everything
is peaceful
i let
my wonder
wander cautiously
you never know
what you will
encounter
when the stars
enrobed in onyx
thirst for shelter
the moon
is solicitous
of your company
and silence
is a secret language
of longing
that is
pure and impossible
to master
and incapable
of calling you
by your name.
Brilliant! One of my all-time favorites, Mark.
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