Treasure upon a moonless Night...

Random thoughts.

The moonless night appears to me once again

I am overwhelmed by the dark feeling it releases

The urge of pressing my delicate fingertips

Against the shadows that are the creases

Of my imagination-

My only salvation.

My fingers are cold

And against me I hold

The treasure of the night.

This treasure will chase my fright

And lull me to sleep tonight.

This untold treasure

Defies the laws of my nature

Tangles my emotions

Into a scarlet devotion...

Yes, love warms me up upon this moonless night

But will freeze my heart if I grip on too tight.

 

 

 

Author's Note

Damn, I've had better boosts of inspiration before.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

You write so vividly, lifting the darkness and the light to dance with your words. The mix of shorter and longer phrases tends to move the mind faster and slower, making the heart race. This line is my favorite: "This treasure will chase my fright, And lull me to sleep tonight." So gentle, painting away the fear with peace...

[Jessica M.]

Psh don't put yourself down.
The image of touch a shadow is really amazing,
and there could be so many different interpretations of shadows being salvation.
Nice write.