noir

i whisper slow and gentle 

my lips part and reunite 

the air escapes and settles

onto the silence of the night 

and the promises it holds

that are heavy but seem light 

in the dark as it unfolds

i spend countless hours every day 

nomadic in search of who i am 

who i truly was and aspire to be 

what i cannot do and what i can 

the climax comes post sunset 

every time without fail

scintillement de la nuit

the shimmer of the night 

effortlessly takes my breath away 

a source of energy

cosmic

divine

pours sense into my thoughts

and suddenly everything rhymes

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