Night falls
and I let shadows lay next to me
creatures call to each other
and I wait for the presence to fall
My human natures says
I should
fall, fight, and flee
but with the wisdom of Solomon
I wait
They walk in and out
constantly
seeking the little drink
I have nothing to give
not to the shallow-minded
Quick to withdraw
my heart laughs at me
I cannot pull away from you
as it should be
you are the pulse to my blood
Yesterday
when the sun set
I took memories of things
I have yet to see
tied them to the approaching darkness
and slept
As the sun rose
I opened myself
laid down my life
picked up my spirit
and faced the sun
And there you were
waiting for me
gifting me with time
placing galaxies in my hair
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