Watch now, the beautiful Darkness,
drip down in her evening gown-
hovering like a goddess, glistening
with her moonlike crown
atop the hair of curling ebony
glittered with stars in numbers wealthy,
eternity and everything
in the eyes of Darkness prevailing~
Sigh, knowing
always
safety in that nightly comfort-
not lasting till the day!
We are like human roses
ugly to someone
and art to others,
there is no difference
between fires and flowers
for they both
breathe and
burn
in souls in
Darkness.
Yearn.