I consider myself a nyctophiliac
a lover of darkness, of the night
feeling my most relaxed, the most comfort
when the sky is black and we've turned off all the lights
there's something about lying in a dark room next to you
it's something about the world being quiet
maybe it's because everyone else is asleep
maybe it's because the air feels still and heavy
maybe it's the white glow of the moon illuminating your eyes
maybe it's because it's easier to bare our souls in dimmed light
mostly i think it's the quiet that soothes me
when in daylight the world can be so loud
buzzing with the noise of cars, of people, of life
but at night when everyone is silent and sleeping
it's a kind of peace only the morning sun can break
and i'll wait patiently for the stars to come back out
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nyctophilia
Poetrya poem for lovers of night, darkness, and those who feel the most comfort when the world is quiet.