This night has enfolded my weary soul.
To comfort my mind, my body, my whole.
The softness i find in a dark embrace.
My heartbeat slowing to a calming pace.
The warmth of pitch against my skin.
A soothing numb sets within.
I close my eyes to drift away.
The dark brings fantasies that dance till day.
I bask in shadows that cradle my sense.
Time stood still in my own existence.
This is my intimate companion still.
This dark, this pitch, this shadow, this still!
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