Clear and crisp, the night that hovered, seeped into my soul.
The distant glittering host descended, near and soft, and light.
I stood, ankle-deep in salt water, neck deep in ambient atmosphere,
Eyes singing, in the starlight, a sound beyond all words,
Heavenly, ethereal darkness, what love you speak to me.
I see sweet traces in the sparkling milky way
And in the gently swirling foam.
He must have known, in the beginning,
how I'd love him in the way he made the world.
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