The Familiar Night

I stepped into the light of an aching sun

And the last breaths of a sinking dawn

Watched as all the droplets of the night

Slipped below as if they’d withdrawn

I burned as the sunlight touched my skin

Whispered curses into the retreating night

For the night was a familiar place to me

And the unknown of the day too bright

If I could find a way to lasso the moon

Bring its glimmering silver to my side

I might make it through the glaring day

With its dear shimmering as my guide

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