Paradise Under the Moonlight

In the night, the stormy night
She closed her eyes
In the night, the stormy night
Away she’d fly…

~*~

Into the dark

Where no marks trace elegant

Soft shafts

Of moon past starry eye scant

I didn’t expect

The glitter dancing on my skin

But I love how

They twirl and glow among kin

Wind chimes

I lost myself in the paper garden

In the closet

And I will explore it all over again

The crevasse

Of the blood red moon convolute

It’s so beautiful

Like a melody on a bamboo flute

This planet, it’s

Merely spinning, never breathing

And it’s time to

Remove the blindfold of oxygen

I can’t fly with

Gravity ripping all my hope apart

I can’t swim in

Sulphur seas and broken hearts

So instead I’ll

Wear the colours on my sleeves

And leap out

From the mirror’s edge to leave

I will run away

For another chance at paradise

Don’t find me

‘Cause you can only enter twice.

~*~

And dreamed of
Para, para, paradise
Para, para, paradise
Para, para, paradise
Every time she closed her eyes…

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