There
is something about the mystery of Darkness.
Some of us who have
grown old in our ways
Prefer morning, and that is easy to
understand—
A new day, another chance given, or perhaps the
Familiarity
of more of the same. I for one have
Found a closeness with the
night. Every day must
Have its end, and the sun’s setting
portends a
Cooler and calmer end. It’s the lover you meet
In
that dark and mysterious place which is forbid-
Den in daylight.
The less you see with your eyes
The more sensitive the touch,
the more passionate
The embrace, the more meaningful and sincere
The
whispers. Come closer midnight of reckoning.
The ocean of night holds no
light. It is there I shall
Find my escape. To the
mystery of Darkness I must
Submit; in the
arms of Darkness, I shall spend my
Eternity;
with Darkness as my lover, I harbor no fear.
Chris
Hanch 1-5-17
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