Roaming Under The Moon

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Sun sets heavy in the Western sky
Having served its station in the baby blue
sea of daytime
Pink and plump, purple....slowly sinking
This day is done..... sleeping
Darkness falls, the dance begins
Ah, the respite of night
Our inner sun sets millions of times daily
If you sit with this truth
You will see, the end is just a new
beginning

The end of a community meeting
The close of a conversation
The climax of an act of love
Spent and alert in the post seductive
high
All settings of our internal bright
sun
The sun must go down in order
to rise anew again

As the sun does set
the  moon does rise....globe illuminated
Suspended silently within the black
canvas of the midnight magic
mellow sky
The creatures that roam this moving painting
now awake and wild
Their journey lit by the nightlight above them
Her phases dictating their own innate
cycles

Our own moon
Comes out in the night
She is our dreams
illuminating our psyche
As we are painted into the life we live
with eyes closed....
no limitations
We are more alive in our night
Than ever in our day
Eyes resting, fears and concerns also
sleeping
We become those wild creatures
roaming under the moon

A life long menage a trios
You, your sun and your moon
A  sultry meld of love and connection
3 times strong....craved
and created...pungent and perfectly
wild..... phases innate dictating
our cycles...our desires
In a dance of depth so deep we no longer
realize
We are actually awake in the night
in or dreams...eyes
beautifully slumbered....as the sun sets
and the moon rises

This is our reality

If you sit with this truth
You will see, there is no end....
there are only new
beginnings

The day time life in the light
merely an.....
illusion

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