dare the night
betray the shadows –
needles passing time away
spun of wishes
silken sliver
as moondust
on my pillow lay

urged to sleep
by stark confession
of seasons passed
the way we came
broken dawn
against the dresser
leaks to blue
the windowpane

hours nest
beside the worries –
moments bound
by fate somehow
spoke the moon
beneath the shiver
who shall come
to save us now

starlight streams
on sheets of emerald
stretched beyond
the reach of night
wishes fade as one
to stillness –
weaving shadows
into light

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