Nightime whispers

My new poem and some thoughts about about my nocturnal inclinations.

The Excellence Asylum

Have you seen the moon tonight?

Did you drink in her crisp pearly beams?

Have you felt the wind like a soft rain of

Needles against your skin?

I let its chill course in my fevered veins

Sending me riding on a wave so high

I almost touched the velvet sky

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