nyctophilia

the darkness closes
around me like a lover’s breath

warm
,welcome

I am strong and shapeless
in the black

secret

melting into the thick liquid
ink between the stars

become invisible
in the Bigness

as it draws me out of me
and into itself
spilling me out into the night sky
making me large

I am helpless
against that pull

like the tide
to the moon

seduced by the way it opens me

comforted by its touch along my arm
the small of my back

cradling me
gently

and whispering roughly against
my throat

telling me drunken, obvious secrets
that I won’t remember in the morning

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