Nightdweller

Torrance, California, USA

The Kiss Of Night

Dark upon the night
As the moon is risen,
The sounds of silence
Cry out to those who seek
The companionship of shadows. A vast endless vacuum
Of blackened day,
They are sucked into an existence
Where darkness looms over them,
Cradles them,
Blankets them with security. Released from the mares that haunt the mind
And taken in by
The shielding shadows of the dark,
They are embellished with life anew,
Away from the solitude reaped
By the scars of wounds that bite. In a playground of discontent,
In an asylum of euphoria,
Under the veil of darkness
Do they smile and frolic,
Soothed by the kiss of night.
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