Alone at Night
Tonight the stars called to me
I stood
Alone with my bare skin and nightgown dangling
And the window
And the bright stars
The air was cool against me
I watched
The breeze soft and insistent on the curtain
And the trees
And the cloud wisps
And the stars called and winked and whispered
I went
Into the night and across the damp grass
Down the field
To sit alone
And still the stars called to me
I searched
Plumbing the heavens for you and your blue eyes
Past the stars
Into the black
Far
Far into the alone of night
written on the theme of 'alone'
Image: dohlongma's photos - Flickr
Lovely and ethereal. To me, it felt like a pursuit - or search - for an allusive, exquisite dream or memory. "Far into the alone of night" - an evocative line of poetry. Beautifully written, Susan.
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