IN-TANGIBLES

I stare often, endlessly
At the dark night sky
I know they wonder what I perceive

But I pity them, their blind eyes
Its not always sight that sees!
I feel your fragrance upon the breeze
The susurration of falling leaves
The moon whispers to me your secrets
In liquid tones
To me, you're so beautiful
Your darkness holds stars in its arms
So gently
I hear your soul croon
The strong, soft notes
Vibrate within my being
A gorgeous, star-studded symphony


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