Upon the touch of the night
with its warmth,
lies love's birth.
Nothing matters,
nothing bothers,
the truth takes a new flight.
And possessed of a greater might,
what once was wrong
in its pale skin is told to belong
embraced by dark and bed,
paying its only debt -
assuming its real shape and light.
12/04/2022
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