Remembering The Wild Night Tale
I remember the tale,
How incongrous the wild night seems,
To relate,
Quaint,
All radiance of mother earth,
For a sky man,
As our battered bodies craves,
This desire,
To fly outerly the experience
In the craddle of hardness,
Bodies transported,
Undescrivable,
Submerged in our sea of love,
Reached zenith,
Eating dirt,
Till existence was confirmed,
Oasis,
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