Celestial - Poem
The celestial midnight surrounded us.
This was our first embrace.
That weightless dove, had soared high.
Into blue waiting for her loves return.
Our passion tangoed through the night.
Leaving no taste for the aurora.
Reflections of the crescent spilled off the water
Nothing more whole than her reflection.
Embers burning behind the green cities.
And to the celestial midnight, goodnight.
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