Poem #61// Night

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The place from which the stars shine above,
Shaping the moon as she bathes the world in glow.
A love born in bright light of night
Blessed by the beauty from beyond,
Is a love meant to outlast the stars
And remain after the sun's rising.

The place from which the stars shine above,
Stealing hearts as the red queen of wonderland.
A love born from the shadows of the night
Cursed by the moon's forbidden beauty,
Is a love meant to die
And fade at the first break of dawn.
//a.k.

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