The night of day

I’m an expression of the inner sanctum of my heart so true!
The sun declines to its idle rest and my eyes reflect that shade of night given life by the moonlight.
Beauty’s pride thus fade beneath this shadow and desire seeks content.
The gods above and beneath with jealous pride behold mortal men from the corner of their eyes.
Yea, they see but know not what we feel.
How they envy our children!
No wonder there are those among us who show deceit, reduced to tools of their fancies.

The oceans call but my feet will not touch the edge of its garment that meets the shore tonight.
Sing a song for me and take joy even in what you have not felt.
Alas! The night is embed away by that blistering angelic light, yet, how well our story has begun!

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